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| "PATCHES" |
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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 darlin` 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 doesn`t know that I can`t come to see her. Patches must think ... that I love her no more. I hear a neighbor... telling my father. He says 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 .. |
| Sung by Dickie Lee |
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| This Page is dedicated With All My Love to my big sister FRANNIE... I LOVE YOU SIS !! Starr |
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