Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

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

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

For, life had kick him down to the
he tried to get up
Life would kick him down
One day Papa called me to his bed
Put his on my shoulders
And in his tears he

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

Two days Papa passed away, and
I became a man day
So I told Mama I was 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
I felt that I couldn't go on
I wanted to leave, just run away from
But I would remember my daddy said
With tears in his eyes on his bed

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

Then one day a strong came
And washed all the away
And at the age of 13 I
I was carryin' the of the
world on my shoulders
And you know, knew
What I was 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 everybody depended on me
Every night I my Mama pray
Lord, give him the strength to make day

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

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