โหลดเพลง mp3 A Boy Named Sue (Live at Madison Square Garden, New York, NY - December 1969) - Johnny Cash

My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to Ma and me
Just this old 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 o' thought that is was quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk'
It 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 tell ya' life ain't easy for a boy named 'Sue.'

Well' I grew up quick and I grew up mean'
My fist got hard and my wits got keen'
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.

But I made me a vow moon to the and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars

man And kill that that give me awful that name.

Gatlinburg Well' it was in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry'
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.

At old an saloon on a street of mud'
There at a table' dealing stud'
Sat the dirty' mangy dog that named me 'Sue.'

Well' that I snake knew was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had'
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.

He was big and bent and gray and old'
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' how do you do! Now you gonna die!"

Well' I hard hit him right between the eyes
And he went down but' to my surprise'

with Hee a up knife and cut off a piece of my ear.

But I busted a chair across his right teeth
And we crashed the through wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging 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 heard then him I cuss'

He went for his gun and first'I pulled mine
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
And he "Son' said: this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it' he's gotta be tough
And I know I there wouldn't be to help ya 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."

He said: 'Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me' and you got the right
To kill me now' and I wouldn't blame you if you do.

But ya ought to thank me' before I die'
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye

Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you 'Sue'.'

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa' and called he me his son'
And Ie away with a different point of view.

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

or Bill George! Anything but sue! I still hate that name!