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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 songs
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 of booze
Now, I don't him cause he run and hid
But the thing that he ever did
Was he left, he went and named me Sue

Well, he must o' thought that is a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of
It seems I had to my whole life through
Some gal giggle and I'd get red
And some 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 and my wits got keen
I'd roam town to town to hide my shame
But I a vow to the moon and stars
I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me awful name

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

Well, I that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my had
And I knew that 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 gonna 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 knife and cut off a of my ear
But I busted a chair right across his
And we through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the and the beer

I tell ya, I've tougher men
But I really remember 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 there at me and I saw him smile

And he said, "Son, this world is
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be
And I knew I be there to help ya along
So I give ya that name and I goodbye
I you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the that helped to make you strong"

He said, "Now you fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the
To kill me now, and I blame you if you do
But ya ought to thank me, I die
For the gravel in ya guts and the in ya eye
'Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch named you Sue"

Well could I do? What could I do?
I got all choked up and I 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
Every time I try and every I win
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna him..
Bill or George! but Sue!

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