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 us on some songs
I'd to
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Well,my daddy home when I was three
And he didn't much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an bottle of booze
Now, I don't blame him he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he 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 from a' of folk
It seems I had to fight my life through
Some gal would and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd his head,
I tell ya, life 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 town to town to hide my
But I made a vow to the and stars
That I'd search the and bars
And that 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 stop and have myself a
At an old on a street of mud
There at a table, stud
Sat the dirty, mangy dog named me Sue

Well, I knew that was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my had
And I knew that scar on his 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 gonna die"

(yeah, that's what I him)

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

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

And he said, "Son, world is rough
And if a man's gonna it, he's 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 to get tough or die
And the name that helped to make you strong"

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

Well 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
time I try and every time I win
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna him..
Bill or George! but Sue!

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