Chords for Clarence Carter - Patches (High Quality)
Tempo:
161.4 bpm
Chords used:
E
B
F#
D#m
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] I was born and raised down in [D#m] Alabama on a farm way back up [F#] in the [F#m] woods.
I was so ragged, folks used to call [E] me Patches.
Papa used to tease me about it, of course, deep down [G#] inside he was hurt [C] because he'd [C#] done all he could.
.
[F#] My papa was a great old [E] man.
I can see him with a shovel in his [F#] hand.
See, education he never [E] had.
He did wonders when the times got [F#] bad.
The little money from the crops he [E] raised.
Validate the bills we made.
[B] Old life had [D] kicked him down to the ground.
[E] When he tried to get up, [B] life would kick him back down.
One day, Papa owned [D] me to his dying [E] bed.
Put his hands on my [B] shoulders and in tears he said,.
You see, Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son, to pull the family [B].
through.
My son, it's [E].
all left up to you.
[G#] .
[C#m] [F#] .
Two days later, Papa passed [E] away and I became a man that day.
[F#] .
So I told Mama I was going to quit school, [E] but she said that was Daddy's strictest rule.
[F#].
So every morning before I went to school, [E].
I fed the chickens and I chopped wood too.
[B] Sometimes I [D] felt that I couldn't go on.
[E] I wanted to [B] leave, just run away from home.
But I would [D] remember what my daddy said [E] with tears in his [B] eyes on his dying bed.
He said, Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son.
I'll try to do [B] my best.
It's up to [E] you to do the [G#] rest.
[F#] Then [B] .
one day a strong [D#m] rain came and washed all the crops away.
[F#] [F#m] And at the age of 13, I thought I was [E] carrying the weight of the whole [C#m] world on my [E] shoulders.
[G#] And you know, Mama [Cm] knew what I was [C#m] going through.
[F#].
because every day I had to work the [E] fields.
That's the only way we got our meals.
[F#] See, I was the oldest of the family [E] .
and everybody else depended on [F#] me.
Every night I heard my mama pray, [E].
Lord, give him strength to make another day.
[B] So years have passed [D] and all the kids have grown.
[E].
They ain't just took [B] Mama to a brand new home.
Lord knows, people, [D] I shed tears, [E] but my daddy's [B] voice kept me through the years.
Saying, Patches, I'm depending [D#m] on you, son.
The poor look [B] family through.
My son, it's .
[E] all left up to [C#m] [G#] you.
Lord [C#m] can still hear [F#] Papa's voice.
[B] Saying, Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son.
I'll try to do [D#] my best.
It's up to [E] you to do the rest.
[G#] Lord can still [C#] hear Papa when [F#] he's sleeping.
[B] Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son.
.
[D#] [E] .
I was so ragged, folks used to call [E] me Patches.
Papa used to tease me about it, of course, deep down [G#] inside he was hurt [C] because he'd [C#] done all he could.
.
[F#] My papa was a great old [E] man.
I can see him with a shovel in his [F#] hand.
See, education he never [E] had.
He did wonders when the times got [F#] bad.
The little money from the crops he [E] raised.
Validate the bills we made.
[B] Old life had [D] kicked him down to the ground.
[E] When he tried to get up, [B] life would kick him back down.
One day, Papa owned [D] me to his dying [E] bed.
Put his hands on my [B] shoulders and in tears he said,.
You see, Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son, to pull the family [B].
through.
My son, it's [E].
all left up to you.
[G#] .
[C#m] [F#] .
Two days later, Papa passed [E] away and I became a man that day.
[F#] .
So I told Mama I was going to quit school, [E] but she said that was Daddy's strictest rule.
[F#].
So every morning before I went to school, [E].
I fed the chickens and I chopped wood too.
[B] Sometimes I [D] felt that I couldn't go on.
[E] I wanted to [B] leave, just run away from home.
But I would [D] remember what my daddy said [E] with tears in his [B] eyes on his dying bed.
He said, Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son.
I'll try to do [B] my best.
It's up to [E] you to do the [G#] rest.
[F#] Then [B] .
one day a strong [D#m] rain came and washed all the crops away.
[F#] [F#m] And at the age of 13, I thought I was [E] carrying the weight of the whole [C#m] world on my [E] shoulders.
[G#] And you know, Mama [Cm] knew what I was [C#m] going through.
[F#].
because every day I had to work the [E] fields.
That's the only way we got our meals.
[F#] See, I was the oldest of the family [E] .
and everybody else depended on [F#] me.
Every night I heard my mama pray, [E].
Lord, give him strength to make another day.
[B] So years have passed [D] and all the kids have grown.
[E].
They ain't just took [B] Mama to a brand new home.
Lord knows, people, [D] I shed tears, [E] but my daddy's [B] voice kept me through the years.
Saying, Patches, I'm depending [D#m] on you, son.
The poor look [B] family through.
My son, it's .
[E] all left up to [C#m] [G#] you.
Lord [C#m] can still hear [F#] Papa's voice.
[B] Saying, Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son.
I'll try to do [D#] my best.
It's up to [E] you to do the rest.
[G#] Lord can still [C#] hear Papa when [F#] he's sleeping.
[B] Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son.
.
[D#] [E] .
Key:
E
B
F#
D#m
G#
E
B
F#
[B] _ _ I was born and raised down in [D#m] Alabama _ on a farm way back up [F#] in the [F#m] woods.
I was so ragged, folks used to call [E] me Patches.
Papa used to tease me about it, of course, deep down [G#] inside he was hurt [C] because he'd [C#] done all he could.
_ _ .
[F#] _ My papa was a great old [E] man.
I can see him with a shovel in his [F#] hand.
See, _ _ education he never [E] had.
He did wonders when the times got [F#] bad.
The little money from the crops he [E] raised.
_ _ Validate the bills we made.
[B] Old life had [D] kicked him down to the ground.
[E] When he tried to get up, [B] life would kick him back down.
One day, Papa owned [D] me to his dying [E] bed.
Put his hands on my [B] shoulders and in tears he said,.
You see, Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son, _ to pull the family [B].
through.
_ My son, it's _ [E].
all left up to you.
[G#] _ .
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ .
_ Two days later, Papa passed [E] away and I became a man that day.
[F#] _ .
So I told Mama I was going to quit school, [E] but she said that was Daddy's strictest rule.
[F#].
So every morning before I went to school, [E].
I fed the chickens and I chopped wood too.
[B] Sometimes I [D] felt that I couldn't go on.
[E] I wanted to [B] leave, just run away from home.
But I would [D] remember what my daddy said [E] with tears in his [B] eyes on his dying bed.
He said, Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son.
_ I'll try to do [B] my best.
_ It's up to [E] you to do the _ _ [G#] rest.
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ Then [B] _ .
_ _ one day a strong [D#m] rain came and washed all the crops away.
[F#] [F#m] And at the age of 13, I thought I was [E] carrying the weight of the whole [C#m] world on my [E] shoulders.
[G#] And you know, Mama [Cm] knew what I was [C#m] going through.
_ [F#].
because every day I had to work the [E] fields.
That's the only way we got our meals.
[F#] See, I was the oldest of the family _ [E] _ .
and everybody else depended on [F#] me.
Every night I heard my mama pray, [E].
Lord, give him strength to make another day.
[B] So years have passed [D] and all the kids have grown.
[E].
They ain't just took [B] Mama to a brand new home.
Lord knows, people, [D] I shed tears, [E] but my daddy's [B] voice kept me through the years.
Saying, Patches, I'm depending [D#m] on you, son.
_ The poor look [B] family through.
_ My son, it's _ .
[E] all left up to [C#m] [G#] you.
_ Lord [C#m] can still hear [F#] Papa's voice.
[B] Saying, Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son.
_ I'll try to do [D#] my best.
_ It's up to [E] you to do the _ rest.
[G#] Lord can still [C#] hear Papa when [F#] he's sleeping.
[B] _ Patches, I'm _ depending on [D#m] you, son.
_ _ _ _ _ _ .
[D#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
I was so ragged, folks used to call [E] me Patches.
Papa used to tease me about it, of course, deep down [G#] inside he was hurt [C] because he'd [C#] done all he could.
_ _ .
[F#] _ My papa was a great old [E] man.
I can see him with a shovel in his [F#] hand.
See, _ _ education he never [E] had.
He did wonders when the times got [F#] bad.
The little money from the crops he [E] raised.
_ _ Validate the bills we made.
[B] Old life had [D] kicked him down to the ground.
[E] When he tried to get up, [B] life would kick him back down.
One day, Papa owned [D] me to his dying [E] bed.
Put his hands on my [B] shoulders and in tears he said,.
You see, Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son, _ to pull the family [B].
through.
_ My son, it's _ [E].
all left up to you.
[G#] _ .
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ .
_ Two days later, Papa passed [E] away and I became a man that day.
[F#] _ .
So I told Mama I was going to quit school, [E] but she said that was Daddy's strictest rule.
[F#].
So every morning before I went to school, [E].
I fed the chickens and I chopped wood too.
[B] Sometimes I [D] felt that I couldn't go on.
[E] I wanted to [B] leave, just run away from home.
But I would [D] remember what my daddy said [E] with tears in his [B] eyes on his dying bed.
He said, Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son.
_ I'll try to do [B] my best.
_ It's up to [E] you to do the _ _ [G#] rest.
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ Then [B] _ .
_ _ one day a strong [D#m] rain came and washed all the crops away.
[F#] [F#m] And at the age of 13, I thought I was [E] carrying the weight of the whole [C#m] world on my [E] shoulders.
[G#] And you know, Mama [Cm] knew what I was [C#m] going through.
_ [F#].
because every day I had to work the [E] fields.
That's the only way we got our meals.
[F#] See, I was the oldest of the family _ [E] _ .
and everybody else depended on [F#] me.
Every night I heard my mama pray, [E].
Lord, give him strength to make another day.
[B] So years have passed [D] and all the kids have grown.
[E].
They ain't just took [B] Mama to a brand new home.
Lord knows, people, [D] I shed tears, [E] but my daddy's [B] voice kept me through the years.
Saying, Patches, I'm depending [D#m] on you, son.
_ The poor look [B] family through.
_ My son, it's _ .
[E] all left up to [C#m] [G#] you.
_ Lord [C#m] can still hear [F#] Papa's voice.
[B] Saying, Patches, I'm depending on [D#m] you, son.
_ I'll try to do [D#] my best.
_ It's up to [E] you to do the _ rest.
[G#] Lord can still [C#] hear Papa when [F#] he's sleeping.
[B] _ Patches, I'm _ depending on [D#m] you, son.
_ _ _ _ _ _ .
[D#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .