Luyện nghe bài hát Boy Named Sue

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If you don't mind Carl, I'd like you to stay out and us on some songs
I'd to
One of the greatest guitar players as as song writers and singers in Memphis
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Well,my daddy left home I was three
And he leave 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 that he ever did
Was before he left, he 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
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 grew up quick and I up mean
My fist got hard and my wits got
I'd roam from town to to hide my shame
But I made a vow to the moon and
I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill man who gave me that awful name

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

Well, I knew that snake was my own dad
From a worn-out 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 gonna die"

(yeah, what I told him)

Well, I hit him right between the eyes
And he down, but to my surprise
He up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear
But I busted a chair right his teeth
And we through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' in the mud and the blood and the beer

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

And he said, "Son, world is rough
And if a man's make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I be there to help ya along
So I give ya name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd to get tough or die
And the name that helped to make you strong"

He said, "Now you fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the
To kill me now, and I blame you if you do
But ya ought to thank me, I die
For the in ya guts and the spit 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 came away with a different point of
And I think him, now and then
Every time I try and every I win
And if I ever a son, I think I'm gonna name him..
Bill or George! but Sue!

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