Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was and raised down in Alabama
On a farm way back up in the
I was so ragged that folks to call me Patches
Papa used to tease me it
'Cause deep down he was hurt
'Cause he'd 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
When he to get up
Life would kick him down
One day Papa called me to his bed
Put his hands on my
And in his he said

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

Two later Papa passed 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 mornin' 'fore I went to
I fed the chickens and I wood too
Sometimes I felt I couldn't go on
I wanted to leave, run away from home
But I would remember what my daddy
With tears in his eyes on his bed

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

Then one day a rain came
And washed all the away
And at the age of 13 I
I was the weight of the
Whole on my shoulders
And you know, Mama
I was goin' through, 'cause

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

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

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

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

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