I was born and raised in Alabama On a farm way up in the woods I was so that folks used to call me Patches used to tease me about it 'Cause down 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 he never had He did when the times got bad The little money from the crops he Barely paid the bills we
For, life had kick him to the ground he tried to get up Life kick him back down One day Papa called me to his bed Put his hands on my And in his he said
He said, I'm on you, son To pull the through My son, it's all up to you
Two days later Papa away, and I became a man day So I told 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 daddy 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
one day a strong rain 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 goin' through,
Every day I had to work the 'Cause that's the only way we got our You see, I was the oldest of the And everybody else on me Every I heard my Mama pray Lord, give him the strength to make day
So years have passed and all the kids are The took 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 family My son, all left up to you
Oh, I can still Papa's voice sayin' Patches, I'm on you, son I've tried to do my It's up to you to do the
I can still hear Papa, he said Patches, I'm on you, son To the family through My son, all left up to you