Luyện nghe bài hát A Boy Named Sue

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

Well,my left home when 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 blame him he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he did
Was before he left, he went and me Sue

Well, he must o' thought is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs a' lots of folk
It I had to fight my whole life through
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 up quick 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 a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that name

Well, it was in mid-July
And I just hit and my throat was dry
I thought I'd and have myself a brew
At an old saloon on a of mud
There at a table, stud
Sat the dirty, dog that named me Sue

Well, I knew that snake was my own dad
From a picture that my mother'd had
And I that scar on his cheek and his evil eye
He was big and bent and and old
And I at him and my blood 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 right 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 across his
And we crashed through the and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the

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

And he said, "Son, this world is
And if a man's gonna make it, gotta be tough
And I I wouldn't be there to help ya along
So I ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get or die
And the name that 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 thank me, I die
For the in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
'Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch named you Sue"

Well what could I do? What 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 away a different point of view
And I think about him, now and
time I try and every 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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