Soul music did a good job of actually telling a story and this one is a classic....This song can move you to tears if it catches you at the right time. Released in 1970 Mr. Carter created a gem.....Hey this sounds like the story of Michael Jackson in the Jackson family back in their stuggling days....


"
SPOKEN:
I was born and raised down in Alabama
On a farm way back up in the woods
I was so ragged the kids would call me patches
Papa used to kid me about it
Of course deep down inside
He was thinkin he had done all he could do
My papa was a great old man
I can see him with a shovel in his hand
See, education he never had
But he did wonders when the time got bad
A little money from the crops he raised
Barely paid the bills we made
Oh life had kicked him down to the plow
When he tried to get up life would kick him back down
One day papa called me to his dyin bed
Put his hands on my shoulders And in tears he said
Patches, I'm depending on you son
To pull the family through My son, it's all left up to you

SPOKEN:
Two days later papa passed away
I became a man that day
So I told mama I was gonna quit school
But she said that was dad's strictest rule
So every morning 'fore I went to school
I fed the chickens and I chopped wood too
Sometimes I felt that I couldn't go on
I wanted to leave this but I wanted a home
But I always remembered what my daddy said
With tears in his eyes on his dyin 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

SPOKEN:
But then one day a strong rain came
And washed all the crops away
And at the age of thirteen I thought I was carrying
The weight of the whole world on my shoulders
And you know, mama knew what I was going through, Cause
Everyday I had to work the fields
Cause that's the only way we got our meals
You see, I was the oldest of a family
And everybody else depended on me
Every night I heard my mama pray
Lord, give him the strength to face another day
Though years have passed and all the kids are gone
I aimed to take my mama to a brand new home
God knows people that I shed a tear
My daddy's voice helped me through the years
Sayin, "Patches, I'm depending on you son
To pull the family through My son, it's all left up to you
I could still hear papa when he'd say
Patches, I'm depending on you son
I tried to do my best It's up to you to do the rest"

Enjoy,
Brother 9/15

And please try not to shed any tears....

"patches im dependin on ya son.... 2 pull the family through....." maaaaan great record from the Atlantic group CC was emotional on this song, and it kinda got to ya i remember my mom blastin this song and me around the house singin it.timeless and beautiful song..

Some time ago there was a thread here on songs that tell a story. You KNOW I mentioned Patches! Dayum, were things hard on the brotha or what?

Just depressing.