Luyện nghe bài hát Patches of Blue

i was born and raised down in on a farm way back up in the woods

i was so ragged folks used to call me patches used to tease me about it cours deep down inside he was hurt cause he done all he could

My papa was a old man
i can see him a shouvel in his hand
see he never had but
he did when the times got bad
the little money the crops he raised
barley the bills we made

oh life had him down to the ground
when he tried to get up life would kick him back

one day papa called me to his bed
put his hands on my and he said he said
he said im depending on you son
to the family through
my son its all up to you

two days later papa pased away and i a man that day
so i told i was gonna quit school an she said that was daddys strictest rule

so every mornin i went to school
i fed the chickens and i wood too

sometimes i felt like i couldent go on i wanted to just run away from home
but i would what my daddy saidwith tears in his eyes on his dying bed

he said im depending on you son
ive tried to do my
its up to you to do the

then one day a strong rain an washed all the crops away
an at the age of thirteen i felt like i was carring the of the whole world around on my shoulders
and you mama knew what i was going through

everyday we had to work the fields thats the only way we got our meals
you see i was the oldest in the family an body else depended on me
every night i my moma prey lord give him strength to make another day

though the years have
the are all gone
the angels took moma to a brand home
knows people ive shed some tears
my daddys voice kept pounding in my

saying patches im depending on you son ive to do my best
its up to you to do the

i can hear papa say im depending on you son to pull the family through my son its all left up to you
patches im depending on you son to pull the family

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