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A BOY NAMED SUE
Well my Daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to Ma and me
Just this 'Ol Guitar and an empty bottle of booze...
Now I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me Sue...
Well he must though it was quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a lots a folks
Seems I had to fight my whole 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 named Sue...
Well I grew up quick and I grew up mean
My fists got hard and my wits got keen
And rode from town to town to hide my shame...
And I made me a vow with the moon and stars
I'd search the Honky Tonks and Bars
And kill that man that give me that awful name...
Well it was Gatlenburg in mid July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry
I thought I'd stop and have myself a Brew...
At an old Saloon on a street of mud
There at a table dealin stud
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me Sue...
Well I knew that snake was my 'Ol sweet Dad
From a worn out picture that my Mother had
And I knew that scare on his cheek and his evil eyes...
He was big and bent and grey and old
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said, "My name is Sue...How do you Do?! NOW YOUR GONNA
"Get Up!!", thats what I told him!
Well I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down but to my surprise
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear...
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicked and 'a gougin in the mud and the blood and the beer...
I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile...
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss
And he went for his gun and I pulled mine first
And he stood there lookin at me and I saw him smile...
And he said...
"Son....this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I know I wouldn't be there to help you along...
So I give ya that name and I said Good-bye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's that name that helped to make you strong...
Now you just fought one helluv a fight
And I know ya hate me and ya got the right
Ta kill me now and I wouldn't blame you if you do...
But ya outa thank me before I die
For the gravel in your guts and the spit in your eye
Cause I'm the Son-Of-A-Bitch that named you Sue...
What could I do? What COULD I do?
I got all choked up and I through down my gun
And I called him my Pa and he called me his Son
And I come away with a different point of view...
And I think about him every now and then
every time I try and every time I win
And if I ever have a son...I think I'm gonna name him...
BILL OR GEORGE..ANYTHING BUT SUE!!!!!!
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