Werbung entfernenMy daddy left home when I was three
DAnd he didn't leave much to ma and me
E AJust this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
ANow, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
DBut the meanest thing that he ever did
E AWas before he left, he went and named me "Sue."
AWell, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
DAnd 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 red
DAnd some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
E AI tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."
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 stars
DThat I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
E AAnd kill that man who gave me that awful name.
AWell, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
DAnd 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."
AWell, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
DFrom 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 cold
E AAnd I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How Do you do!
AWell, I hit him hard right between the eyes
DAnd 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 teeth
DAnd we crashed through the wall and into the street
E AKicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.
AI tell ya, I've fought tougher men
DBut 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.
AAnd he said: "Son, this world is rough
DAnd if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
E AAnd I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
ASo I give ya that name and I said goodbye
DI knew you'd have to get tough or die
E AAnd it's the name that helped to make you strong.
AHe said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
DAnd I know you hate me, and you got the right
E 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 eye
E ACause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"
AI got all choked up and I threw down my gun
DAnd 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,
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