Luyện nghe bài hát A Boy Named Sue

I want you to uh, I to a,
If you mind Carl, I'd like you to stay out and help us on some songs
I'd to
One of the greatest guitar as well as song writers and singers in Memphis
Appreciate a little help on guitar, alright. you Carl

Well,my daddy left when I was three
And he didn't leave to ma and me
Just this old and an empty bottle of booze
Now, I don't 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 that is quite a
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of
It seems I had to fight my life through
gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life easy for a boy named Sue

Well, I grew up quick and I up mean
My fist got and my wits got keen
I'd roam from town to town to hide my
But I made a vow to the moon and
I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill man who gave me that awful name

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

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

(yeah, that's what I him)

Well, I hit him hard right between the
And he down, but to my surprise
He come up with a and cut off a piece of my ear
But I busted a right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the

I tell ya, fought tougher men
But I really can't when
He kicked a mule and he bit like a crocodile
I heard him laugh and then I him cuss
He went for his gun and I pulled mine
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him

And he said, "Son, this world is
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be
And I knew I wouldn't be there to ya along
So I give ya name 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 just fought one hell of a
And I know you me, and you got the right
To me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do
But ya ought to thank me, I die
For the gravel in ya and the spit in ya eye
'Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that you Sue"

Well what I do? What could I do?
I got all choked up and I down my gun
And I him my paw, and he called 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 think I'm gonna him..
or George! Any-damn-thing but Sue!

Alright, you very much