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

Well,my left home when I was three
And he didn't leave to ma and me
this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze
Now, I blame 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 from a' of folk
It I had to fight my whole life through
Some gal would and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd his head,
I tell ya, life ain't 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 town to town to hide my shame
But I made a vow to the and stars
I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful

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

(yeah, what I told him)

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

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

And he said, "Son, this is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, gotta be tough
And I I wouldn't be there to help ya along
So I give ya name and I said goodbye
I knew have to get tough or die
And it's the name that to make you strong"

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

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

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