I was born and raised down in On a way back up in the woods I was so ragged that folks used to me Patches Papa used to me about it 'Cause deep down he was hurt 'Cause he'd done all he
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 he raised Barely paid the bills we
For, life had kick him to the ground 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 he said
He said, I'm on you, son To pull the through My son, all left up to you
Two later Papa passed away, and I became a man day So I Mama I was gonna quit school, but She said was Daddy's strictest rule
So every mornin' I went to school I fed the and I chopped wood too I felt that I couldn't go on I to leave, just run away from home But I would remember what my said 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 strong 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 through, 'cause
Every day I had to work the that's the only way we got our meals You see, I was the oldest of the And else depended on me Every night I heard my pray Lord, give him the strength to make day
So years have passed and all the are grown The angels Mama to a brand new home knows, people, I shedded tears But my daddy's voice kept me the years
Sing, Patches, I'm on you, son To pull the family My son, it's all up to you
Oh, I can still hear Papa's voice Patches, I'm on you, son I've to do my best It's up to you to do the
I can still hear Papa, what he Patches, I'm on you, son To the family through My son, it's all up to you