Patches - Clarence Carter video free download

Robbie Brouwer

I was born and raised down in AlabamaOn a farm way back up in the woodsI was so ragged that folks used to call me PatchesPapa used to tease me about it'Cause deep down inside he was hurt'Cause he'd done all he couldMy papa was a great old manI can see him with a shovel in his hands, seeEducation he never hadHe did wonders when the times got badThe little money from the crops he raisedBarely paid the bills we madeFor, life had kick him down to the groundWhen he tried to get upLife would kick him back downOne day Papa called me to his dyin' bedPut his hands on my shouldersAnd in his tears he saidHe said, PatchesI'm dependin' on you, sonTo pull the family throughMy son, it's all left up to youTwo days later Papa passed away, andI became a man that daySo I told Mama I was gonna quit school, butShe said that was Daddy's strictest ruleSo ev'ry mornin' 'fore I went to schoolI fed the chickens and I chopped wood tooSometimes I felt that I couldn't go onI wanted to leave, just run away from homeBut I would remember what my daddy saidWith tears in his eyes on his dyin' bedHe said, PatchesI'm dependin' on you, sonI tried to do my bestIt's up to you to do the restThen one day a strong rain cameAnd washed all the crops awayAnd at the age of 13 I thoughtI was carryin' the weight of theWhole world on my shouldersAnd you know, Mama knewWhat I was goin' through, 'causeEv'ry day I had to work the fields'Cause that's the only way we got our mealsYou see, I was the oldest of the familyAnd ev'rybody else depended on meEv'ry night I heard my Mama prayLord, give him the strength to face another daySo years have passed and all the kids are grownThe angels took Mama to a brand new homeLord knows, people, I shedded tearsBut my daddy's voice kept me through the yearsSingPatches, I'm dependin' on you, sonTo pull the family throughMy son, it's all left up to youOh, I can still hear Papa's voice sayin'Patches, I'm dependin' on you, sonI've tried to do my bestIt's up to you to do the restI can still hear Papa, what he saidPatches...

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dustypribor

Patches! I'm depending on you son! To pull the family through, my son its all left up to you! Wow what an incredibl line.

rocci Tee

my maternal grandfather was about ten when his dad died in the first world war. being the oldest sibling he was left with the responsibility of having to pull the family through.. He lead a very interesting life..he passed away in 2007 at 101.

Dayeton Larson

I remember the Ducats when they did that song with Butch Skinner. I think they did it better that the orginal...!

Debbie Dalovisio

I'm 12 and love this song

Mike A

The song and music was written by Rick Hall and it was about his dad. Hall was founder of Muscle Shoals Sound Studio, Alabama. Hall commissioned Clarence Carter to sing it.

arlen morgan

Brings back memories of the AM radio at night.

Austeclino Barbosa

Nossa muito bom essa musica...olha to admirado...showwwwwwwwwwwwww the beast music.

Sharon Bracy

This is still a good song to listen to.

Arlen Morgan

Just a plain good song from way back what memories it brings back.

maryann scully

nice song

marcos felipe

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