Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was born and raised down in
On a farm way back up in the
I was so ragged folks used to call me Patches
Papa to tease me about it
'Cause deep inside he was hurt
'Cause he'd done all he

My papa was a old man
I can see him with a in his hands, see
Education he had
He did wonders when the got bad
The little from the crops he raised
Barely the bills we made

For, life had him down to the ground
he tried to get up
Life would kick him back
One day Papa me to his dyin' 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 days Papa passed away, and
I a man that day
So I Mama I was gonna quit school, but
She said that was strictest rule

So every mornin' 'fore I went to
I fed the chickens and I chopped 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 in his eyes on his dyin' bed

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

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

Every day I had to work the
'Cause that's the way we got our meals
You see, I was the oldest of the
And else depended on me
Every night I my Mama pray
Lord, give him the strength to make day

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

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

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

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