Johnny Cash - A Boy Named Sue lyrics

"I want you to, if you don't mind, Carl
I'd like
You to stay out and help us on some songs
Play the guitar" "I'd love to!"
"One of the greatest guitar players as
Well as songwriters and singers
In the business appreciate a little
Help on the guitar, all right?"

Well, 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've thought that it
Was quite a joke and it got a lot of laughs
From a lots of folks
It seems I had to fight my whole life through
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh then 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 fists got hard and my wit's got keen
Roamed from town to town to hide my shame
But I made me a vow to the moon and stars
I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill the man who gave me that awful name

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

Well, I knew that snake 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're going to die!"
Yeah, that's what I told him!

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

I tell you, 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 then I heard him cuss
And he went for his gun
And I pulled mine first
He stood there lookin' at me
And I saw him smile

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

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 you ought to thank me, before I die
For the gravel in your guts and
The spit in your eye
Because 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 he called me his son
And I came 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
Bill or George! Anything but Sue!
I still hate that name!