Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was born and raised in Alabama
On a farm way up in the woods
Oh, I was so ragged, folks call me Patches
used to tease me about it
But deep down inside dad was
he done the best he could do

My was a great old man
I can see him a shovel in his hand
Education never had
But he did wonders when the got bad
The money from the crops we raised
paid the bills we made

Oh, put him down to the ground
When he tried to get up, life would him back down
On the day called me to his dying bed
Placed his on my shoulders and in tears he said

"Patches, I'm on you son
To the family through, my son, it's all left up to you"

Two days later papa away
And I a man that day
So, I had to work the fields
that's the only way we got our meals
See, I was the of the family
And everybody was on me

Now, years have passed, grown
Mama's been in a brand new home
Lord it took a lot of sweat and tears
And my daddy's voice helped that us the years

He said, "Patches, I'm on you son
To pull the family through, my son, it's all up to you"

Daddy had been sick for a long time, on his back
evening after we'd finished our chores and eat our dinner
We'd all go into papa's room to cheer him up a
And this particular day, Dad was in good
Sitting on the side of the bed mama how good she looked
When all of a sudden papa had a pain in his

I was too young to understand, talking about a heart attack
Mama all of us out of the room into the hallway
About ten minutes later she out with tears in her eyes
She out to me
"Patches, patches get in here boy you're Daddy to see you"
I went running to papa's room there papa lay

Daddy had tears in his eyes, I something was wrong
'Cause was a poor man but all of my life he'd been a proud man
I knelt on one knee beside the bed
Papa put his hand on my
He said, "Patches, Patches boy, the of life done beat
old papa down to the ground and I ain't got nobody
To turn to care of mama and the young ones"

"So, what I want you to do is me son
Is that you're gonna do your to help your mama
As as you can", I said, "Papa I'm gonna do my best"
But little did I know then like I know now
That trying to climb life's
Searching for a top when there no top

you find yourself frustrated, lazy
But every time I like I can't live my life like I want to
My mind back to that day
I see those tears in my Daddy's eyes
But of all I remember his words
"Patches, I'm on you boy"

Every time I feel giving up I hear his voice
"Patches, Patches, Patches, Patches"

"I'm on you son
I to do my best, it's up you to do the rest"

"Patches, I'm on you son
tried to do my best, it's up you to do the rest"

"Patches, I'm on you son
To pull the family through, my son, it's all up to you"