Luyện nghe bài hát Boy Named Sue [live]

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 little help on guitar, alright. you Carl

Well,my left home when I was three
And he leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of
Now, I blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest that he ever did
Was he left, he went and named me Sue

Well, he must o' thought that is quite a
And it got a lot of from a' lots of folk
It I had to fight my whole life through
Some gal would 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 up quick and I grew up mean
My got hard and my wits got keen
I'd from town to town to hide my shame
But I made a vow to the moon and
That I'd search the and bars
And that man who gave me that awful name

Well, it was in mid-July
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
at a table, dealing stud
Sat the dirty, mangy dog named me Sue

Well, I that snake was my own sweet dad
From a picture that my mother'd had
And I knew that on his cheek and his evil 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 gonna die"

(yeah, that's what I him)

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

I tell ya, fought tougher men
But I really can't remember
He kicked a mule and he bit like a crocodile
I him laugh and then I heard him cuss
He went for his gun and I pulled mine
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 ya along
So I ya that name 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 of a fight
And I you hate me, and you got the right
To me now, and I wouldn't blame 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 son-of-a-bitch that you Sue"

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

Alright, thank you very