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 out and help us on some songs
I'd to
One of the greatest guitar as well as song writers and singers in Memphis
Appreciate a little help on guitar, alright. Thank you

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

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

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

Well, it was Gatlinburg in
And I just hit and my throat was dry
I thought I'd stop and have 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 that snake was my own sweet dad
From a picture that my mother'd had
And I knew that scar on his and his evil eye
He was big and and gray 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, what I told him)

Well, I hit him right 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 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 when
He kicked like a mule and he bit a crocodile
I him laugh and then I heard him cuss
He went for his gun and I pulled first
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him

And he said, "Son, this is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to ya along
So I give ya that name and I goodbye
I you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the that 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 blame you if you do
But ya ought to me, before I die
For the gravel in ya guts and the in ya eye
'Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that you Sue"

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

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