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ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ Ż±19 Nov 89±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±_ROR_-_ALUCARD_±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±±Ż Ž° Ż Ż A Ž° Ż A BOY NAMED SUE Ż Ž° Ż Song by Johnny Cash A ßßßßß° Ż Tfile Ž° Ż Written By: Doctor Murdock Distribution Ž° ÜÜÜÜÜ Listened to while drunk by: Doctor Murdock Centere Ž° Ż Ž Sir Death & Bud The Budweiser Person - RoR - Ž° Ż A Ž_____________________________________________________________________Ž° Ż Ž Shawn-Da-Lay Boy Productions, Inc.śśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśśŽ° ŻÜÜÜŽÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜŽ° °°°The°Pirates'°Hollow°-°415/236/2371°°The°Electric°Pub°-°415/236/4380°°°° 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 DIE!!!" "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!!!!!! =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- X-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-X Another file downloaded from: The NIRVANAnet(tm) Seven & the Temple of the Screaming Electron Taipan Enigma 510/935-5845 Burn This Flag Zardoz 408/363-9766 realitycheck Poindexter Fortran 510/527-1662 Lies Unlimited Mick Freen 801/278-2699 The New Dork Sublime Biffnix 415/864-DORK The Shrine Rif Raf 206/794-6674 Planet Mirth Simon Jester 510/786-6560 "Raw Data for Raw Nerves" X-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-X


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