Patches
Ronald E. Hontz
bjc wrote:
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> Need lyrics for the above
Which one ya mean?--the one by Dickie Lee (Down by the river that flows
by the coalyard) or by Clarence Carter (Patches, I'm dependin' on you,
son)
Collins Crapo
bjc wrote:
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> Need lyrics for the above
I've heard of 2 songs with that title. One, by Dickey Lee, is at
http://metro.turnpike.net/~rogers/TAB/lee_dickey/patches.crd
The other one, by Clarence Carter, is at
http://www.execpc.com/~suden/patches.html
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Collins Crapo
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Ronald E. Hontz
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bjc wrote:
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> Need lyrics for the above
OK, Brian--here's what someone else once posted. Didn't check 'em myslf
but they look correct.
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Down by the river that flows by the coal yards.
Stand wooden houses with shutters torn down
There lives a girl everybody calls Patches
Patches my darling of Old Shanty town
We planned to marry when June brought the summer
I couldn't wait to make Patches my bride
Now I don't see how that ever can happen
My folks say No, and my heart breaks inside
Patches oh what can I do
I swear I'll always love you
But a girl from that place would just bring me disgrace
So my folks won't let me love you
Each night I cry as I think of that shanty
And pretty Patches there watching the door
She dosn't know that I can't come to see her
Patches must think that I love her no more
I hear a neighbor tellin my father
He said a girl name of Patches was found
Floating face down in that dirty old river
That flows by the coal yards in Old Shanty Town
Patches oh what can I do
I swear I'll always love you
It may not be right But I'll join you tonight
Patches I'm coming to you.
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GrapeApe
okay now does any one have the lyrics to Clarence Carters Patches"? which is a
dying mans plea to his son
-patches, I'm depending on you son
Ronald E. Hontz
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Bad-duh-bum!! The other shoe falls <G> Stole this one, too, from some
other fine person's posting long ago.
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PATCHES (General Johnson & Ronald Dunbar) (Chairmen of the Board, Clarence
Carter)
I was raised in Alabama on a farm way back in the woods, I was so ragged folks
called me Patches. Papa used to tease me about but inside he was hurt because
he'd done the best he could. One day a strong rain came, washed all the crops
away, and at the age of thirteen, I felt like I was carrying the weight of the
whole world on my shoulder. Mama knew what I was going through.
My papa was a great old man, I can see him with a shovel in his hand, see,
education daddy never had.
But he did wonders when the times got bad, but little money from the crops he
raised barely paid for the bills he made.
Life whipped him down to the ground, and when he tried to get up, life would
kick him back down.
Then that day, papa called me to his dying bed, place his hands on my shoulders
and in tears he said, he said:
"Patches, I'm depending on you, 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. So I told my ma I
wanted to quit school.
She said that was daddy's strictest rule, so every morning 'fore I went to
school I fed the chickens and I chopped wood, too.
Sometimes I felt like I couldn't go on, I wanted to leave, just run away from
home
Then I'd remember what my daddy said with tears in his eyes on his dying 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."
Everyday I've had to work the fields cause that's the only way we got our
meals.
See I was the oldest of the family and everybody else depended on me,
Every night I heard my mama pray, "Lord, give him strength to face another
day."
Years passed and everybody is grown, my mama is living in a brand new home.
Lord knows, it took a lot of sweat and tears and my daddy's voice to help us
through the years, saying,
"Patches, I'm depending on you, son, to pull the family through. My son, it's
all left up to you."
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