Cifras
Patches

Tono: G

Introducción:

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G  
I was born and raised down in Alabama
Bm  
On a farm way back up in the woods
G7  
I was so raggedy, folks used call me, 'Patches'
C                                 Bm                            Am  
Papa used to tease me 'bout it
G                                                                                                      E  
Of course deep down inside he was hurt
Am  
'Cause he'd done all he could
  D  
My papa was a great ol' man
C  
I can see him with a shovel in his hand
D  
See, education he never had
C  
But he did wonders when the time got bad
D  
The little money from the crops he raised
C  
Barely paid the bills we made
G                                                                                                      Bb  
Oh, life it kicked him down to the ground
C                                                                                                      G  
When he tried to get up, life would kick him back down
G                                                                                         Bb  
One day papa called me to his dyin' bed
C                                                                                                                            G  
Put his hands on my shoulders and in tears he said
                                  G  
He said, 'Patches
                                                                Bm  
I'm dependin' on you, son
                                                                     G7  
To pull the family through
                                                        C    Bm  Am    G    E      Am  
My son, it's all left up to you'
D  
Two days later papa passed away
C  
And I became a man that day
D  
So I told mama I was gonna quit school
C  
But she said that was daddy's strictest rule
D  
So every morning 'fore I went to school
C  
I fed the chickens and I chopped wood too
G                                                                                 Bb  
Sometimes I felt that I couldn't go on
C                                                                                 G  
I wanted to leave, just run away from home
G                                                                                 Bb  
But I would remember what my daddy said
C                                                                                 G  
With tears in his eyes on his dyin' bed
                                  G  
He said, 'Patches
                                                                                Bm  
I'm dependin' on you, son
                                                          G7  
I tried to do my best
                                             C    Bm            Am    G    E      Am  
It's up to you to do the rest'
                                                     G  
But then one day a strong rain came
                                Bm  
And washed all the crops away
                  G7  
And at the age of 13
                                                             C                                      Bm                                         Am                      G                                                            E  
I thought I was carryin' the weight of the whole world on my shoulders
                                                                                                        Am  
And you know mama knew what I was going through
  D  
'Cause every day I had to work the fields
C  
'Cause that's the only way we got our meals
D  
You see, I was the oldest of the family
C  
And everybody else depended on me
D  
Every night I heard my mama pray
C  
Lord, give him strength to face another day
     G                                                                                                 Bb  
4 years have passed and all the kids have grown
C                                                                                 G  
The angels took mama to a brand new home
G                                                            Bb  
God knows people, I she'd tears
C                                                                                 G  
But my daddy's voice kept me through the years
                             G  
Sayin', 'Patches
                                                                                     Bm  
I'm dependin' on you, son
                                                                                G7  
To pull the family through
                                                          C                         G         E      Am  
My son, it's all left up to you'
                                                                                                                                                     G  
I can still hear papa when he said, 'Patches
                                                                                  Bm  
I'm dependin' on you, son
                                                                  G7  
I tried to do my best
                                             C    Bm    Am    G      E      Am  
It's up to you to do the rest'
                                                                                                                                                G  
I can still hear papa when he said, 'Patches
                                                                                     Bm  
I'm dependin' on you, son
                                                                                  G7  
To pull the family through