A Boy Named Sue

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1. Well, my daddy left home when I was three, and he didn't leave much to ma and me,
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    just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
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    Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid, but the meanest thing that he ever did
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    was before he left, he went and named me "Sue.''

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2. Well, he must have thought that is was quite a joke, 
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    and it got a lot of laughs from a lot of folk,
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    it seems I had to fight my whole life through.
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    Some gal would giggle and I'd get red, and some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
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    I tell you, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue.''

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3. Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean, my fists got hard and my wits got keen,
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    I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
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    But I made me a vow to the moon and stars, that I'd search the honky-tonks and bars,
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    and kill that man that give me that awful name.

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4. Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July, and I`d just hit town and my throat was dry,
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    I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
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    At an old saloon on a street of mud, there at a table, dealing stud,
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    sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue.''

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5. Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad 
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    from a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
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    and I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
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    He was big and fat and gray and old, and I looked at him and my blood ran cold,
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    and I said, "My name is Sue! How do you do! Now you`re gonna die!!''

A BOY NAMED SUE  2

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6. Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes, and he went down but to my surprise
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    he come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
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    But I busted a chair right across his teeth, and we crashed through the wall and 
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    into the street, kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

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7. I tell you, I've fought tougher men, but I really can't remember when,
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    he kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
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  I heard him laugh and then I heard him curse, he went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
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    he stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

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8. And he said: `"Son, this world is rough, and if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be
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    tough,   and I know I wouldn't be there to help you along.
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    So I give you that name and I said goodbye, I knew you'd have to get tough or die,
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    and it's that name that helped to make you strong.''

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9. Yeah, he said: "Now you just fought one helluva fight, 
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    and I know you hate me, and you got the right 
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    to kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
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    But you ought to thank me, before I die, for the gravel in your guts and the spit 
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    in your eye, `   cause I'm the fucking man that named you "Sue"."

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    10 . I got all choked up and I threw down my gun, called him my pa, 
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    and he called me his son, and I come away with a different point of view.
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    And I think about him, 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
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    Bill, George,  anything but Sue! 

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