Luyện nghe bài hát Boy Named Sue

I want you to uh, I to a,
If you mind Carl, I'd like you to stay out and help us on some songs
I'd to
One of the greatest guitar players as well as writers and singers in Memphis
a little help on guitar, alright. Thank you Carl

Well,my daddy left when I was three
And he didn't much to ma and me
Just this old and an empty bottle of booze
Now, I don't blame him he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he did
Was before he left, he went and me Sue

Well, he must o' thought that is a joke
And it got a lot of laughs a' lots of folk
It seems I had to fight my whole life
gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, ain't easy 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 moon and
That I'd search the and bars
And kill that man who me that awful name

Well, it was Gatlinburg in
And I hit town and my throat was dry
I thought I'd stop and have myself a
At an old on a street of mud
There at a table, dealing
Sat the dirty, dog that named me Sue

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

(yeah, what I told him)

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

I tell ya, I've tougher men
But I really remember when
He like a mule and he bit like a crocodile
I heard him laugh and then I heard him
He went for his gun and I pulled first
He there lookin' at me and I saw him smile

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

He said, "Now you fought one hell 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 in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
'Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch named you Sue"

Well what could I do? What 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 about him, now and then
time I try and every time I win
And if I ever a son, I think I'm gonna name him..
or George! Any-damn-thing but Sue!

Alright, you very much