Luyện nghe bài hát A Boy Named Sue

I you to uh, I want to a,
If you don't Carl, I'd like you to stay 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. you Carl

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

Well, he o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of
It seems I had to fight my whole life
Some gal giggle and I'd get red
And some laugh 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 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
I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me awful name

Well, it was Gatlinburg in
And I just hit and my throat was dry
I I'd stop and have myself a brew
At an old on a street of mud
at a table, dealing stud
Sat the dirty, mangy dog named me Sue

Well, I knew that snake was my own dad
From a worn-out picture that my 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 hard between 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 right 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 fought men
But I can't 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 stood lookin' at me and I saw him smile

And he said, "Son, this world is
And if a man's gonna it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be to help ya along
So I give ya name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get 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 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 that 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 away with a different point of
And I think about him, now and
Every time I try and every I win
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna him..
Bill or George! but Sue!

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