"...Then one day the rain washed all the crops away..." -- Patches
As long as I could remember listening to this song I thought one thing:
Just damn.
Hold on a minute, which "Patches" are we talking about here:
Patches, oh what can I do?
I swear I'll always love you.
or
Patches, I'm depending on you son
To see the family through
My son, it's all left up to you
The 1960s Patches was a pretty good sob story song, the 1970s song was terminally maudlin.