Luyện nghe bài hát Boy Named Sue

I you to uh, I want to a,
If you don't Carl, I'd like you to stay out and help us on some songs
I'd to
One of the greatest players as well as song writers and singers in Memphis
Appreciate a little on guitar, alright. Thank you Carl

Well,my left home when I was three
And he leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of
Now, I blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and me Sue

Well, he must o' thought is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' of folk
It I had to fight my whole life through
gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd his head,
I tell ya, life ain't for a boy named Sue

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up
My fist got and my wits got keen
I'd from 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 me that awful name

Well, it was Gatlinburg in
And I just hit and my throat was dry
I thought I'd and have myself a brew
At an old saloon on a of mud
There at a table, dealing
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that me Sue

Well, I that snake was my own sweet dad
a worn-out picture that my mother'd had
And I knew that scar on his and his evil eye
He was big and and gray and old
And I looked at him and my blood ran
And I said, "My is Sue, how do you do
Now you're die"

(yeah, that's what I him)

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

I tell ya, I've fought men
But I really remember when
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a
I him laugh and then I heard him cuss
He went for his gun and I pulled first
He stood lookin' at me and I saw him smile

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

He said, "Now you fought one hell of a fight
And I know you me, and you got the right
To me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do
But ya to thank me, before I die
For the gravel in ya guts and the in ya eye
I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you Sue"

Well what could I do? What 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 a different point of view
And I think him, now and then
time I try and every time I win
And if I ever have a son, I I'm gonna name him..
Bill or George! but Sue!

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