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I you to uh, I want to a,
If you don't mind Carl, I'd like you to stay out and help us on songs
I'd to
One of the greatest guitar players as well as song writers and singers in
a little 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 of booze
Now, I don't him cause 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 is quite a joke
And it got a lot of from a' lots of folk
It seems I had to fight my whole life
Some gal would and I'd get red
And guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't 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 and stars
I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful

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

Well, I knew that was my own sweet dad
a worn-out picture that my mother'd had
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his eye
He was big and and gray 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, that's what I him)

Well, I hit him right 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 right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and 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 remember
He kicked like a mule and he bit a crocodile
I heard him laugh and I heard 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 make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya
So I give ya that name and I goodbye
I knew you'd have to get or die
And it's the that helped to make you strong"

He said, "Now you just one hell of a fight
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
I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you Sue"

Well what could I do? 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 away with a different point of
And I think about him, now and
Every I try and every time I win
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm name him..
or George! Any-damn-thing but Sue!

Alright, you very much