I was born and raised down in Alabama
On a farm way back up in the woods
You know I was so ragged
folks used to call me Patches
My daddy poked fun of me but
Inside I knew he was hurting cause
He couldn't do no better
My papa was a great old man,
I can see him with a shovel
in his hand.
I'm catching up, I'm catching up.
See, education he never had,
he went on to spend a times got bad.
I'm gagging a little here, I'm
choked up.
The education he never had
Worked wonders when the times got bad
The little money from the crops he made
Built the bills that way, baby
And life would knock him
down to the ground
When he tried to get up
Life would knock him back down
One day he called me to his dying bed
Put his hands on my shoulders said,
he said, Patches, I'm depending on your son
To pull the family through
My son, it's all left up to you
Two days later, Papa passed away
And I became a man that day
I told Mama I was gonna quit school
But she said,
that was Daddy's strictest rule
So every morning before I went to school
I fed the chickens and I
chopped wood too
Sometimes I felt like I couldn't go on
Yeah, I wanted to leave and
run away from home
But I could still hear what my daddy said
With tears in his eyes, on his iron 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 guitar so lo
Then one day a strong rain came
and washed all the crops away
At the age of 13 I felt I had the whole weight
of the world on my shoulders
My mama knew what I
was goin' through
Every day I had to work the fields
It's the only way we had our meals
You see, I was the oldest of the family
Everybody else depended on me
Every night I heard my mama pray
Lord, give him the strength to
make it one more day
Well, at least the planets
and the kids are gone
The angels come and take
my brand new home
Lots of tears I shed, yeah
But I can still remember
what my daddy said
He said, hey Jesus,
I'm depending on you, son
to pull the family through
My son, it's all left up to you
I can still hear my
daddy sayin'
Patches, I'm dependin' on you son,
I tried to do my be st,
it's up to you to do the rest
Daddy, I hear you
Yes, I am, Daddy!
I'm depending on you, son
To pull the family through
My son is all and all to you
Daddy! Daddy!
Oh, Daddy! piano & Oh! My life story.
It took a lot out of me.
Gilbert and Sullivan.
What? Gilbert and Sullivan.
It's my birthday.
Did you tell me to go Sullivan?
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