Luyện nghe bài hát Boy Named Sue

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

Well,my daddy home when I was three
And he didn't much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an 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 and named me Sue

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

Well, I grew up quick and I up mean
My got hard and my wits got keen
I'd roam town to town to hide my shame
But I a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the and bars
And kill that man who gave me awful name

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

Well, I knew that was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out 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 at him and my blood ran cold
And I said, "My is Sue, how do you do
Now gonna die"

(yeah, that's I told him)

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

I ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't when
He like a mule and he bit like a crocodile
I heard him laugh 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, this is rough
And if a man's gonna it, he's gotta be tough
And I I wouldn't be there to help ya along
So I give ya that and I said goodbye
I knew you'd to get tough or die
And it's the name 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 wouldn't you if you do
But ya to thank me, before I die
For the gravel in ya and the spit in ya eye
'Cause I'm the that named you Sue"

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

Alright, thank you much