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[Estrofa]AMy daddy left home when I was threeDAnd he didn't leave much to ma and meE AJust this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.ANow, I don't blame him cause he run and hidDBut the meanest thing that he ever didE AWas before he left, he went and named me "Sue."[Estrofa]AWell, he must o' thought that is quite a jokeDAnd it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,E AIt seems I had to fight my whole life through.ASome gal would giggle and I'd get redDAnd some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,E AI tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."[Estrofa]AWell, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,DMy fist got hard and my wits got keen,E AI'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.ABut I made a vow to the moon and starsDThat I'd search the honky-tonks and barsE AAnd kill that man who gave me that awful name.[Estrofa]AWell, it was Gatlinburg in mid-JulyDAnd I just hit town and my throat was dry,E AI thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.AAt an old saloon on a street of mud,DThere at a table, dealing stud,E ASat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."[Estrofa]AWell, I knew that snake was my own sweet dadDFrom a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,E AAnd I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.AHe was big and bent and gray and old,DAnd I looked at him and my blood ran coldE AAnd I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!Now you gonna die!!"[Estrofa]AWell, I hit him hard right between the eyesDAnd he went down, but to my surprise,E AHe come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.ABut I busted a chair right across his teethDAnd we crashed through the wall and into the streetE AKicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.[Estrofa]AI tell ya, I've fought tougher menDBut I really can't remember when,E AHe kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.AI heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,DHe went for his gun and I pulled mine first,E AHe stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.[Estrofa]AAnd he said: "Son, this world is roughDAnd if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be toughE AAnd I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.ASo I give ya that name and I said goodbyeDI knew you'd have to get tough or dieE AAnd it's the name that helped to make you strong."[Estrofa]AHe said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fightDAnd I know you hate me, and you got the rightE ATo kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.ABut ya ought to thank me, before I die,DFor the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eyeE ACause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"[Estrofa]AI got all choked up and I threw down my gunDAnd I called him my pa, and he called me his son,E AAnd I came away with a different point of view.AAnd I think about him, now and then,DEvery time I try and every time I win,[No Chords]And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name himA (keep strumming)Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!