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Patches (alabama Version) Lyrics
PATCHES Clarence Carter
SPOKEN: I was born and raised down in
Alabama On a farm way back up in the woods I was so ragged the kids would
call me patches Papa used to kid me about it Of course deep down
inside He was thinkin he had done all he could do My papa was a great old
man I can see him with a shovel in his hand See, education he never
had But he did wonders when the time got bad A little money from the
crops he raised Barely paid the bills we made Oh life had kicked him down
to the plow When he tried to get up life would kick him back down One day
papa called me to his dyin bed Put his hands on my shoulders And in tears he
said Patches, I'm depending on you son To pull the family through My son,
it's all left up to you
SPOKEN: Two days later papa passed away I
became a man that day So I told mama I was gonna quit school But she said
that was dad's strictest rule So every morning 'fore I went to school I
fed the chickens and I chopped wood too Sometimes I felt that I couldn't go
on I wanted to leave this but I wanted a home But I always remembered
what my daddy said With tears in his eyes on his dyin bed He said,
"Patches, I'm depending on you son I tried to do my best, It's up to you to
do the rest
SPOKEN: But then one day a strong rain came And washed
all the crops away And at the age of thirteen I thought I was carrying The
weight of the whole world on my shoulders And you know, mama knew what I was
going through, Cause Everyday I had to work the fields Cause that's the
only way we got our meals You see, I was the oldest of a family And
everybody else depended on me Every night I heard my mama pray Lord, give
him the strength to face another day Though years have passed and all the
kids are gone I aimed to take my mama to a brand new home God knows
people that I shed a tear My daddy's voice helped me through the
years Sayin, "Patches, I'm depending on you son To pull the family
through My son, it's all left up to you I could still hear papa when he'd
say Patches, I'm depending on you son I tried to do my best It's up to
you to do the rest".
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