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I want you to uh, I 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 players as as song writers and singers in Memphis
a little help on guitar, alright. Thank you Carl

Well,my daddy left home when I was
And he didn't much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty of booze
Now, I don't blame him he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he 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 a' lots of folk
It I had to fight my whole life through
Some gal giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy Sue

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up
My fist got and my wits got keen
I'd roam from town to to hide my shame
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 and have myself a brew
At an old on a street of mud
There at a table, dealing
Sat the dirty, dog that named me Sue

Well, I that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out that my mother'd had
And I that scar on his cheek and his evil eye
He was big and and gray and old
And I looked at him and my blood ran
And I said, "My is Sue, how do you do
Now gonna die"

(yeah, that's 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 right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and the street
Kicking and a' in the mud and the blood and the beer

I tell ya, fought tougher men
But I really remember 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 stood there lookin' at me and I saw him

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 there to ya along
So I ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd to get tough or die
And it's the that helped to make you strong"

He said, "Now you just fought one hell of a
And I know you 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"

Well what could I do? What 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 with a different of view
And I about him, now and then
Every time I try and time I win
And if I ever a son, I think I'm gonna name him..
Bill or George! but Sue!

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