Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

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

My was a great old man
I can see him with a in his hands, see
he never had
He did when the times got bad
The little money from the he raised
paid the bills we made

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

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

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

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

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

one day a strong rain came
And all the crops 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 the fields
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 heard my pray
Lord, give him the to make another day

So years passed and all the kids are grown
The angels took Mama to a brand new
Lord knows, people, I tears
But my daddy's kept 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
tried to do my best
It's up to you to do the

I can still hear Papa, he said
Patches, I'm on you, son
To the family through
My son, all left up to you