Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was born and raised down in
On a farm way up in the woods
I was so ragged that folks used to call me
used to tease me about it
'Cause deep down inside he was
'Cause done all he could

My was a great old man
I can see him a shovel in his hands, see
Education he had
He did wonders when the got bad
The little from the crops he raised
Barely paid the we made

For, life had him down to the ground
he tried to get up
Life would kick him back
One day called me to his dyin' bed
Put his hands on my
And in his he said

He said,
I'm on you, son
To pull the through
My son, all left up to you

Two days Papa passed away, and
I a man that day
So I told Mama I was quit school, but
She said that was Daddy's strictest

So every 'fore I went to school
I fed the chickens and I chopped too
Sometimes I felt I couldn't go on
I to leave, just run away from home
But I would remember my daddy said
With tears in his eyes on his bed

He said,
I'm on you, son
I to do my best
up to you to do the rest

Then one day a strong rain
And washed all the away
And at the age of 13 I
I was the weight of the
Whole world on my
And you know, knew
What I was goin' through,

Every day I had to work the
that's the only way we got our meals
You see, I was the of the family
And else depended on me
Every night I my Mama pray
Lord, give him the strength to another day

So years have passed and all the are grown
The angels took to a brand new home
knows, people, I shedded tears
But my daddy's voice me through the years

Sing,
Patches, I'm on you, son
To pull the through
My son, it's all up to you

Oh, I can still hear Papa's voice
Patches, I'm on you, son
I've to do my best
up to you to do the rest

I can still Papa, what he said
Patches, I'm on you, son
To pull the through
My son, it's all up to you