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

Well,my daddy left home 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 he left, he went and named me Sue

Well, he o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of from a' lots of folk
It seems I had to my whole life through
Some gal would and I'd get red
And some laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't for a boy named Sue

Well, I up quick and I grew up mean
My fist got hard and my wits got
I'd roam from town to town to my shame
But I a vow to the moon and stars
I'd search the honky-tonks 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 I'd stop and have myself a brew
At an old saloon on a of mud
There at a table, dealing
Sat the dirty, mangy dog named me Sue

Well, I that snake was my own sweet 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 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 through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the and the beer

I ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't when
He kicked like a 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 there lookin' at me and I saw him smile

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

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

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

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