Luyện nghe bài hát A Boy Named Sue

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

Well,my daddy left 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 him cause he run and hid
But the thing that he ever did
Was he left, he went and named me Sue

Well, he must o' thought that is a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of
It seems I had to fight my whole life
Some gal would and I'd get red
And guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life easy for a boy named Sue

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

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

Well, I that snake was my own sweet dad
From a picture that my mother'd had
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his eye
He was big and bent and and old
And I looked at him and my 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 and cut off a piece of my ear
But I busted a chair right his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the

I tell ya, I've fought men
But I really can't remember
He kicked like a mule and he bit a crocodile
I him laugh and then I heard him cuss
He for his gun and I pulled mine first
He stood lookin' at me and I saw him smile

And he said, "Son, this is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be
And I knew I wouldn't be there to ya along
So I give ya that 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 just one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the
To me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do
But ya ought to me, before I die
For the gravel in ya and the spit in ya eye
'Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch named you Sue"

Well what could I do? 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 away with a different of view
And I think about him, now and
Every time I try and time I win
And if I have a son, I think I'm gonna name him..
or George! Any-damn-thing but Sue!

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