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Boy Sue

Well my daddy left when I was three
And he didn't leave for Ma and me
this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze
Now I don't him because he run and hid
But the meanest thing he ever did
Was before he left he went and me Sue

he must have thought it was quite a joke
And it got lots of from a lot of folks
It I had to fight my whole life through
Some gal giggle and I'd get red
guy would laugh and I'd bust his head
I tell you life ain't easy for a boy Sue

I grew up quick and I grew up mean
My fist got and my wits got keen
I roamed from town to to hide my shame
Well I my vows to the moon and stars
I'd search the honky tonks and the
And kill that man that gave me awful name

it was Gatlinsburg in mid July
And I just hit and my throat was dry
I'd I'd stop and have myself a brew
At an old on a street of mud
There at a dealing stud
Sat that dirty mangy dog that me Sue

Well I knew sneak was my own sweet dad
a wornout picture that my mother had
And I knew 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 my name is Sue how do you do
Now gonna die yeah that's what I told him

Well I hit him hard right the eyes
And he went but to my surprice
He up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear
Well I a chair right across his teeth
And we through the wall and into the street
Kickin' and a gougin' in the mud and the blood and the

I you I've fought tougher men
But I really remember when
He kicked like a mule and bit like a
I heard him and I heard him cuss
He for his gun and I pulled mine first
He stood there at me and I saw him smile

And he said son world is rough
And if a gonna make it he's gotta be tough
And I know I wouldn't be there to help you
So I gave you that name and I goodbye
I you'd have to get tough or die
And it's that that helped to make you strong

He said you fought one heck of a
And I know you hate me and got the right
To kill me now I blame you if you do
But you oughta me before I die
For the gravel in your guts and the spit in eye
For I'm the son of a that named you Sue
(Lester the hell that you say)

Yeah what I do
I got all up and I threw down the gun
him a Pa and he called me son
And I away with a different point of view
And I think him now and then
Every time I try and every I win
And if I ever a son I think I'll name him
Well I ain't name him Sue
I'm call him Johnny Cash