Patches Chords by Jerry Reed
Tempo:
157.9 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
F
Bb
Cm
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I was born and raised [Eb] down in Alabama, on a farm way [F] back up in the [Fm] woods.
I was so ragged folks used to call me [Eb] Patches.
Papa used to tease me about it.
Of course deep [G] down inside he was hurt, [Cm] because he'd done all he [F] could.
My papa was a great old [Eb] man, I can see him with a shovel in his [F] hand.
See, education he never [Eb] had, but he did wonders when the times got [F] bad.
The little money from the crops he [Eb] raised, barely paid the bills we made.
[Bb] Oh life had to [Db] kick him down to the ground, [Eb] when he tried to get up, [Bb] life would kick him back down.
One day papa called me [Db] to his dying bed, [Eb] put his hands on my shoulders [Bb] and in tears he said, he said,
Patches, I'm depending on [Dm] you son, pull the family [Bb] through, [Ab] my son it's [Eb] all left up to you.
[G] [Cm]
[F] Two days later papa passed [Eb] away, and I became a man that day.
[F] So I told mama I was going to quit school, but [Cm] she said, [Eb] that was daddy's strictest rule.
[F] So every morning before I went to [Eb] school, I fed the chickens and I chopped wood too.
[Bb] Sometimes I felt [Db] like I couldn't go on, [Eb] I wanted to leave, just [Bb] run away from home.
But I would remember [Db] what my daddy said, [Eb] with tears in his eyes [Bb] on his dying bed.
He said, Patches, I'm depending on [Dm] you son, I've tried to [Fm] do my best, it's up to [Eb] you to do the rest.
[G] [Cm]
[F] [Bb] Then one day a strong rain [F] came and washed all the crops away.
[Ab] And at the age of 13 I felt like I was [Eb] carrying the weight of the whole world around on my shoulders.
[G] And you know mama knew what I [Cm] was going through.
[F] Cause every day I had to work the [Eb] fields, that's the only way we got our meals.
[F] You see, I was the oldest in the family, [Cm] [Eb] and everybody else depended on me.
[F] Every night I heard my mama pray, [Eb] Lord give me strength to make another day.
[Bb] Though the years have passed, [Db] the kids are all grown, [Eb] there ain't no good mama [Bb] to a brand new home.
But Lord knows people [Db] have shed some tears, [Eb] my daddy's voice [Bb] kept pounding in my ears.
Saying Patches, I'm depending [Dm] on you son, I've tried to [Fm] do my best, it's up to [Eb] you to do the rest.
[G] [Cm] I can [F] hear mama [Bb] saying Patches, I'm depending [Dm] on you son, you pull the [Fm] family through.
My son, it's [Eb] all left up to you.
[G] [Cm]
[F] [Bb] Patches, I'm depending on [Dm] you son, to pull the family through.
[Fm] [N]
I was so ragged folks used to call me [Eb] Patches.
Papa used to tease me about it.
Of course deep [G] down inside he was hurt, [Cm] because he'd done all he [F] could.
My papa was a great old [Eb] man, I can see him with a shovel in his [F] hand.
See, education he never [Eb] had, but he did wonders when the times got [F] bad.
The little money from the crops he [Eb] raised, barely paid the bills we made.
[Bb] Oh life had to [Db] kick him down to the ground, [Eb] when he tried to get up, [Bb] life would kick him back down.
One day papa called me [Db] to his dying bed, [Eb] put his hands on my shoulders [Bb] and in tears he said, he said,
Patches, I'm depending on [Dm] you son, pull the family [Bb] through, [Ab] my son it's [Eb] all left up to you.
[G] [Cm]
[F] Two days later papa passed [Eb] away, and I became a man that day.
[F] So I told mama I was going to quit school, but [Cm] she said, [Eb] that was daddy's strictest rule.
[F] So every morning before I went to [Eb] school, I fed the chickens and I chopped wood too.
[Bb] Sometimes I felt [Db] like I couldn't go on, [Eb] I wanted to leave, just [Bb] run away from home.
But I would remember [Db] what my daddy said, [Eb] with tears in his eyes [Bb] on his dying bed.
He said, Patches, I'm depending on [Dm] you son, I've tried to [Fm] do my best, it's up to [Eb] you to do the rest.
[G] [Cm]
[F] [Bb] Then one day a strong rain [F] came and washed all the crops away.
[Ab] And at the age of 13 I felt like I was [Eb] carrying the weight of the whole world around on my shoulders.
[G] And you know mama knew what I [Cm] was going through.
[F] Cause every day I had to work the [Eb] fields, that's the only way we got our meals.
[F] You see, I was the oldest in the family, [Cm] [Eb] and everybody else depended on me.
[F] Every night I heard my mama pray, [Eb] Lord give me strength to make another day.
[Bb] Though the years have passed, [Db] the kids are all grown, [Eb] there ain't no good mama [Bb] to a brand new home.
But Lord knows people [Db] have shed some tears, [Eb] my daddy's voice [Bb] kept pounding in my ears.
Saying Patches, I'm depending [Dm] on you son, I've tried to [Fm] do my best, it's up to [Eb] you to do the rest.
[G] [Cm] I can [F] hear mama [Bb] saying Patches, I'm depending [Dm] on you son, you pull the [Fm] family through.
My son, it's [Eb] all left up to you.
[G] [Cm]
[F] [Bb] Patches, I'm depending on [Dm] you son, to pull the family through.
[Fm] [N]
Key:
Eb
F
Bb
Cm
G
Eb
F
Bb
_ _ _ _ _ _ I was born and raised [Eb] down in Alabama, on a farm way [F] back up in the [Fm] woods.
I was so ragged folks used to call me [Eb] Patches.
_ Papa used to tease me about it.
Of course deep [G] down inside he was hurt, [Cm] because he'd done all he [F] could.
My papa was a great old [Eb] man, I can see him with a shovel in his [F] hand.
See, _ education he never [Eb] had, but he did wonders when the times got [F] bad.
The little money from the crops he [Eb] raised, _ barely paid the bills we made.
[Bb] Oh life had to [Db] kick him down to the ground, [Eb] when he tried to get up, [Bb] life would kick him back down.
One day papa called me [Db] to his dying bed, [Eb] put his hands on my shoulders [Bb] and in tears he said, he said,
Patches, I'm depending on [Dm] you son, _ pull the family [Bb] through, [Ab] _ my son it's [Eb] all left up to _ _ you.
[G] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ Two days later papa passed [Eb] away, _ and I became a man that day.
[F] _ So I told mama I was going to quit school, but [Cm] she said, [Eb] that was daddy's strictest rule.
_ [F] So every morning before I went to [Eb] school, I fed the chickens and I chopped wood too.
[Bb] Sometimes I felt [Db] like I couldn't go on, [Eb] I wanted to leave, just [Bb] run away from home.
But I would remember [Db] what my daddy said, [Eb] with tears in his eyes [Bb] on his dying bed.
He said, Patches, I'm depending on [Dm] you son, _ I've tried to [Fm] do my best, it's up to [Eb] you to do the _ rest.
[G] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
[F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ Then one day a strong rain [F] came and washed all the crops away. _
_ [Ab] And at the age of 13 I felt like I was [Eb] carrying the weight of the whole world around on my shoulders.
[G] And you know mama knew what I [Cm] was going through.
_ [F] _ Cause every day I had to work the [Eb] fields, that's the only way we got our meals.
[F] You see, I was the oldest in the family, _ [Cm] _ [Eb] and everybody else depended on me.
[F] _ Every night I heard my mama pray, [Eb] Lord give me strength to make another day.
[Bb] Though the years have passed, [Db] the kids are all grown, [Eb] there ain't no good mama [Bb] to a brand new home.
But Lord knows people [Db] have shed some tears, [Eb] my daddy's voice [Bb] kept pounding in my ears.
Saying Patches, _ I'm depending [Dm] on you son, _ I've tried to [Fm] do my best, _ it's up to [Eb] you to do the rest.
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] I can [F] hear mama [Bb] saying Patches, I'm depending [Dm] on you son, you pull the [Fm] family through.
_ My son, it's _ [Eb] all left up to you.
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
[F] _ _ [Bb] _ Patches, I'm depending on [Dm] you son, to pull the family through.
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
I was so ragged folks used to call me [Eb] Patches.
_ Papa used to tease me about it.
Of course deep [G] down inside he was hurt, [Cm] because he'd done all he [F] could.
My papa was a great old [Eb] man, I can see him with a shovel in his [F] hand.
See, _ education he never [Eb] had, but he did wonders when the times got [F] bad.
The little money from the crops he [Eb] raised, _ barely paid the bills we made.
[Bb] Oh life had to [Db] kick him down to the ground, [Eb] when he tried to get up, [Bb] life would kick him back down.
One day papa called me [Db] to his dying bed, [Eb] put his hands on my shoulders [Bb] and in tears he said, he said,
Patches, I'm depending on [Dm] you son, _ pull the family [Bb] through, [Ab] _ my son it's [Eb] all left up to _ _ you.
[G] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ Two days later papa passed [Eb] away, _ and I became a man that day.
[F] _ So I told mama I was going to quit school, but [Cm] she said, [Eb] that was daddy's strictest rule.
_ [F] So every morning before I went to [Eb] school, I fed the chickens and I chopped wood too.
[Bb] Sometimes I felt [Db] like I couldn't go on, [Eb] I wanted to leave, just [Bb] run away from home.
But I would remember [Db] what my daddy said, [Eb] with tears in his eyes [Bb] on his dying bed.
He said, Patches, I'm depending on [Dm] you son, _ I've tried to [Fm] do my best, it's up to [Eb] you to do the _ rest.
[G] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
[F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ Then one day a strong rain [F] came and washed all the crops away. _
_ [Ab] And at the age of 13 I felt like I was [Eb] carrying the weight of the whole world around on my shoulders.
[G] And you know mama knew what I [Cm] was going through.
_ [F] _ Cause every day I had to work the [Eb] fields, that's the only way we got our meals.
[F] You see, I was the oldest in the family, _ [Cm] _ [Eb] and everybody else depended on me.
[F] _ Every night I heard my mama pray, [Eb] Lord give me strength to make another day.
[Bb] Though the years have passed, [Db] the kids are all grown, [Eb] there ain't no good mama [Bb] to a brand new home.
But Lord knows people [Db] have shed some tears, [Eb] my daddy's voice [Bb] kept pounding in my ears.
Saying Patches, _ I'm depending [Dm] on you son, _ I've tried to [Fm] do my best, _ it's up to [Eb] you to do the rest.
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] I can [F] hear mama [Bb] saying Patches, I'm depending [Dm] on you son, you pull the [Fm] family through.
_ My son, it's _ [Eb] all left up to you.
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
[F] _ _ [Bb] _ Patches, I'm depending on [Dm] you son, to pull the family through.
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _