Luyện nghe bài hát Patches

I was and raised down in Alabama
On a farm way up in the woods
I was so ragged that used to call me Patches
used to tease me about it
'Cause deep inside he was hurt
'Cause he'd all he could

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 money from the crops he
paid the bills we made

For, life had kick him to the ground
he tried to get up
Life kick him back down
One day Papa me to his dyin' bed
Put his hands on my
And in his he said

He said,
I'm on you, son
To pull the family
My son, it's all up to you

Two days later passed away, and
I a man that day
So I told I was gonna quit school, but
She said was Daddy's strictest rule

So every mornin' 'fore I went to
I fed the and I chopped wood too
Sometimes I felt that I go on
I to leave, just run away from home
But I would remember what my daddy
tears in his eyes on his dyin' 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 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 goin' through,

Every day I had to the fields
that's the only way we got our meals
You see, I was the of the family
And everybody else on me
Every I heard my Mama pray
Lord, give him the strength to another day

So years have passed and all the kids are
The angels Mama to a brand new home
Lord knows, people, I 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 Papa's voice sayin'
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 the family through
My son, it's all up to you