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 greatest guitar players as well as song writers and in Memphis
Appreciate a little help on guitar, alright. you Carl

Well,my daddy left home I was three
And he didn't leave to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of
Now, I don't him cause he run and hid
But the meanest that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and me Sue

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

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

Well, it was Gatlinburg in
And I hit town and my throat was dry
I thought I'd and have 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 knew that was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture my mother'd had
And I knew scar on his cheek and his evil 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 you're die"

(yeah, that's what I him)

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

I tell ya, I've tougher men
But I really can't when
He kicked like a and he bit like a crocodile
I heard him laugh and then I heard him
He went for his gun and I pulled first
He stood there at me and I saw him smile

And he said, "Son, world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, gotta be tough
And I knew I be there to help ya along
So I give ya that name and I goodbye
I knew you'd have to get or die
And it's the name that to make you strong"

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

Well what could I do? could I do?
I got all choked up and I threw my gun
And I called him my paw, and he me his son
And I came with a different point of view
And I think him, now and then
Every time I try and every I win
And if I ever a son, I think I'm gonna name him..
or George! Any-damn-thing but Sue!

Alright, thank you much