Luyện nghe bài hát A Boy Named Sue

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If you don't mind Carl, I'd like you to stay out and help us on songs
I'd to
One of the greatest guitar players as well as writers and singers in Memphis
Appreciate a little help on guitar, alright. Thank you

Well,my left home when I was three
And he leave much to ma and me
Just old guitar and an empty bottle of booze
Now, I don't blame him he run and hid
But the meanest thing he ever did
Was he left, he went and named me Sue

Well, he must o' thought is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs a' lots of folk
It seems I had to fight my whole through
Some gal would and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy Sue

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up
My fist got hard and my got keen
I'd roam from town to town to hide my
But I a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful

Well, it was in mid-July
And I hit town and my throat was dry
I thought I'd stop and myself a brew
At an old on a street of mud
There at a table, stud
Sat the dirty, dog that named me Sue

Well, I knew that was my own sweet dad
a worn-out picture that my mother'd had
And I knew that on his cheek and his evil eye
He was big and bent and and old
And I at him and my blood ran cold
And I said, "My is Sue, how do you do
Now gonna die"

(yeah, that's I told him)

Well, I hit him hard right the eyes
And he down, but to my surprise
He come up with a knife and cut off a of my ear
But I busted a chair across his teeth
And we crashed the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the

I tell ya, I've tougher men
But I really remember when
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a
I heard him laugh and then I him cuss
He went for his gun and I pulled mine
He there lookin' at me and I saw him smile

And he said, "Son, this world is
And if a man's gonna make it, he's be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya
So I give ya name and I said goodbye
I knew have to get tough or die
And it's the name helped to make you strong"

He said, "Now you fought one hell of a fight
And I you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't you if you do
But ya ought to me, before I die
For the in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
'Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch named you Sue"

what could I do? What could I do?
I got all choked up and I down my gun
And I called him my paw, and he me his son
And I came with a different point of view
And I about him, now and then
Every time I try and time I win
And if I ever have a son, I I'm gonna name him..
Bill or George! but Sue!

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