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A Boy Named Sue 
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de Johnny Cash
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Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much to ma and me,
Just this ole guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now I don't blame him 'cause he ran and hid,
But the meanest thing that he ever did,
Was before he he went and named me Sue.
Well, he musta thought that it was quite a joke,
An' it got a lot of laughs from lots a folks,
Seems I had to fight my life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red,
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I'll tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy Sue.
I up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I roamed from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made me a vow to the moon and stars,
I'd search the honky-tonks and bars,
And that man that me that name.
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July,
and i'd just hit town and my was dry,
thought I'd stop and myself a brew.
In and old on a of mud,
at a table dealin' stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that me Sue.
Well I knew that snake was my own sweet dad,
from a worn out picture that my mother had,
and I knew that scar on his cheek & his evil eye.
He was big and bent and grey and old,
And I at him and my blood ran cold, and I said,
"My name is Sue! how do you do! Now you gonna die!"
Yeah that's what I told him.
Well, I hit him right between the eyes,
And he went down but to my surprise,
Came up with a knife an' cut off a piece o' my ear.
I busted a chair right across his teeth,
And we crashed through the wall and the street,
Kickin' and a gougin' in the the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell you I've fought tougher men,
but I really can't remember when,
he kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
Well I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He for his gun but I mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
And he said, "Son, world is rough,
And if a man's make it he's gotta be tough,
And I know I wouldn't be to help you along.
So I gave you that name and I said goodbye,
I knew you'd to get tough or die,
And it's that name helped to make you strong.
Now you just fought one of a fight,
And I know you me and ya got the right,
To kill me now and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But you oughtta thank me before I die,
For the gravel in your gut and the in your eye,
'Cause I'm the son of a named you Sue."
yeah, what could I do, what COULD I do?
Well I got up and down my gun,
Called him my pa and he called me his son,
And I away with a of view.
I think about him now and then,
Every time I try and every I win,
And if I ever have a son,
I think I'm gonna name him,
Bill or George anything but Sue!
I still that name!
and he didn't leave much to ma and me,
Just this ole guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now I don't blame him 'cause he ran and hid,
But the meanest thing that he ever did,
Was before he he went and named me Sue.
Well, he musta thought that it was quite a joke,
An' it got a lot of laughs from lots a folks,
Seems I had to fight my life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red,
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I'll tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy Sue.
I up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I roamed from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made me a vow to the moon and stars,
I'd search the honky-tonks and bars,
And that man that me that name.
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July,
and i'd just hit town and my was dry,
thought I'd stop and myself a brew.
In and old on a of mud,
at a table dealin' stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that me Sue.
Well I knew that snake was my own sweet dad,
from a worn out picture that my mother had,
and I knew that scar on his cheek & his evil eye.
He was big and bent and grey and old,
And I at him and my blood ran cold, and I said,
"My name is Sue! how do you do! Now you gonna die!"
Yeah that's what I told him.
Well, I hit him right between the eyes,
And he went down but to my surprise,
Came up with a knife an' cut off a piece o' my ear.
I busted a chair right across his teeth,
And we crashed through the wall and the street,
Kickin' and a gougin' in the the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell you I've fought tougher men,
but I really can't remember when,
he kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
Well I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He for his gun but I mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
And he said, "Son, world is rough,
And if a man's make it he's gotta be tough,
And I know I wouldn't be to help you along.
So I gave you that name and I said goodbye,
I knew you'd to get tough or die,
And it's that name helped to make you strong.
Now you just fought one of a fight,
And I know you me and ya got the right,
To kill me now and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But you oughtta thank me before I die,
For the gravel in your gut and the in your eye,
'Cause I'm the son of a named you Sue."
yeah, what could I do, what COULD I do?
Well I got up and down my gun,
Called him my pa and he called me his son,
And I away with a of view.
I think about him now and then,
Every time I try and every I win,
And if I ever have a son,
I think I'm gonna name him,
Bill or George anything but Sue!
I still that name!
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