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 greatest guitar players as well as song writers and in Memphis
Appreciate a help on guitar, alright. Thank you Carl

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

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

Well, I grew up and I grew up mean
My fist got hard and my got keen
I'd roam from town to town to hide my
But I made a vow to the and stars
That I'd the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful

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

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

(yeah, that's I told him)

Well, I hit him hard right the eyes
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 across his
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 can't when
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a
I heard him laugh and then I him cuss
He for his gun and I pulled mine first
He stood lookin' at me and I saw him smile

And he said, "Son, this world is
And if a man's gonna make it, he's be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to 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 that helped to you strong"

He said, "Now you just fought one of a fight
And I know you me, and you got the right
To me now, and I wouldn't blame 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 that you Sue"

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

Alright, thank you much