Patches

Down by the river that flows by the Coal yard Stand wooden houses with shutters torn down. There lived a girl, everybody called Patches. Patches my darling of old shanty Town. We planed to marry when June brought the summer, I couldn't wait to make Patches my bride. Now I don't see houw that can ever happen, My folks say no and my heart breaks inside. "Chrous" Patches oh what can I do? I swear I will always love you. But a girl from that place, will just bring me disgrace. So my floks won't let me love you. Each night I cry as I think about that Shanty, and pretty Patches there watches the door. She doesn't know that I can't come to see her. Patches must believe 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 flow by the coalyards in old Shanty Town. "" Patches oh what can I do? I swear I will always love you. It my not be right, but I'll join you tonight, Patches I'm coming to you.