Luyện nghe bài hát Boy Named Sue

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 some
I'd to
One of the greatest guitar players as well as song writers and singers in
Appreciate a help on guitar, alright. Thank you Carl

Well,my daddy left home I was three
And he didn't much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of
Now, I don't blame him he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he 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 laughs from a' of folk
It I had to fight my whole life through
Some gal giggle and I'd get red
And guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I ya, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up
My fist got hard and my wits got
I'd roam from town to town to hide my
But I made a vow to the and stars
I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who me that 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 saloon on a of mud
There at a table, dealing
Sat the dirty, dog that named me Sue

Well, I knew that was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my had
And I knew scar on his cheek and his evil eye
He was big and and gray and old
And I at him and my blood ran cold
And I said, "My is Sue, how do you do
Now you're 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 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
and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer

I tell ya, I've fought men
But I really remember when
He kicked like a mule and he bit a crocodile
I heard him laugh and then I heard him
He went for his gun and I mine first
He stood lookin' 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 knew I wouldn't be there to ya along
So I ya that name and I said goodbye
I you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to 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 ought to thank me, I die
For the gravel in ya and the spit in ya eye
'Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that you Sue"

Well could I do? What could I do?
I got all up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my paw, and he me his son
And I came away with a different of view
And I think about him, now and
time I try and every time I win
And if I have a son, I think I'm gonna name him..
Bill or George! but Sue!

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