Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was and raised down in Alabama
On a farm way up in the woods
I was so ragged that used to call me Patches
Papa used to me about it
deep down inside he was hurt
'Cause he'd done all he

My papa was a old man
I can see him a shovel in his hands, see
he never had
He did wonders the times got bad
The money from the crops he raised
paid the bills we made

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

He said,
I'm on you, son
To the family through
My son, it's all up to you

Two days later passed away, and
I a man that day
So I told I was gonna quit school, but
She said that was Daddy's rule

So every mornin' I went to school
I fed the chickens and I chopped too
Sometimes I felt I couldn't go on
I wanted to leave, run away from home
But I would what 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 rain came
And washed all the crops
And at the age of 13 I
I was the weight of the
Whole world on my
And you know, knew
I was goin' through, 'cause

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 everybody depended on me
Every night I heard my pray
Lord, give him the strength to another day

So have passed and all the kids are grown
The angels took Mama to a brand new
Lord knows, people, I shedded
But my voice kept me through the years

Sing,
Patches, I'm on you, son
To pull the family
My son, all left up to you

Oh, I can still hear voice sayin'
Patches, I'm on you, son
tried to do my best
It's up to you to do the

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