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    I started out to make a cute connection to the thread about uniform "patches", but got caught up in the song itself. It's very Scout connected, on it's own. Loyalty , trustworthiness, "do your best", keeping promises, bravery, thriftiness, being helpful, acting kindly to folks, obedience, it's all there.

    I leave it to someone else to make the Cub/Scoutmaster minute out of this that it deserves.

    Patches == Clarence Carter

    (vamp)
    I was born and raised down in Alabama on a farm way back up in the woods. Oh I was so ragged folks used to call me "Patches". Papa used to tease me about it, but deep down inside dad was hurtin' 'cause he'd done the best he could.

    My papa was a great old man
    I can see him with a shovel in his hand
    Education that he never had
    But he did wonders when the times got bad
    The little money from the crops we raised
    Barely paid the bills we made

    Oh life whipped him
    Down to the ground
    When he tried to get up
    Life would kick him back down
    On the day papa called me
    To his dyin' bed
    Placed his hand 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

    Two days later papa passed away
    And I became a man that day
    Everyday I 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 was depending on me

    Now the years have passed
    And everybody's grown
    Mama's been livin'
    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
    He said -

    Patches
    I'm depending on you, son
    To pull the family through
    My son, it's all left up to you

    (vamp)
    Daddy had been sick for a long time, flat on his back. Every evenin' after we'd finish our chores and eat our dinner, we'd all go into papa's room to cheer him up a little. And this particular day dad was in good spirits, sittin' on the side of the bed, tellin' mama how good she looked. When all of a sudden, papa had a pain in his chest. I was too young to understand, talkin' about a heart attack here. Mama rushed us all out of the room into the hallway. About ten minutes later she came out with tears in her eyes. She called out to me, "Patches, Patches, get in here, boy. Your daddy wanna see you." I went runnin' into papa's room, there papa lay. Daddy had tears
    in his eyes. I knew something was wrong, daddy was a poor man, but all of my life he'd been a proud man.
    I knelt down on one knee beside the bed, papa put his hand on my shoulder. He said, "Patches, Patches, boy, the hammer of
    life done beat your old papa down to the ground, and I ain't got nobody to turn to to take care of mama and the younger. So what I want you to do is promise me, son, is that you're gonna do your best to help your mama as much as you can." I said, "Papa, I'm gonna do my best."
    But little did I know then like I know now, that tryin' to climb life's mountains searchin' for a top where there ain't no top, sometimes you find yourself frustrated, crazy.
    But every time I feel like I can't live my life like I want to, my mind goes back to that day when I see those tears in my daddy's eyes. But most of all I remember his words, "Patches, I'm dependin' on you, boy." Every time I feel like givin' up, I hear his voice. "Patches, Patches, Patches, Patches -"

    I'm depending on you, son
    I've tried to do my best
    It's up to you to do the rest

    Patches
    I'm depending on you, son
    I've tried to do my best
    It's up to you to do the rest
    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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