xA#x My daddy left home when I was three Eb And he didn't leave much to ma and me F xA#x Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze. xA#x Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid Eb But the meanest thing that he ever did F xA#x Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue." Bb Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke Eb And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk, F xA#x It seems I had to fight my whole life through. xA#x Some gal would giggle and I'd get red Eb And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head, F xA#x I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue." xA#x Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean, xD#x My fist got hard and my wits got keen, F xA#x I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. Bb But I made a vow to the moon and stars xD#x That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars F Bb And kill that man who gave me that awful name. xA#x Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July Eb And I just hit town and my throat was dry, F xA#x I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew. Bb At an old saloon on a street of mud, xD#x There at a table, dealing stud, F xA#x Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue." xA#x Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad Eb From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had, F Bb And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye. xA#x He was big and bent and gray and old, Eb And I looked at him and my blood ran cold F Bb And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do! Now you gonna die!!" xA#x Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes Eb And he went down, but to my surprise, F xA#x He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear. Bb But I busted a chair right across his teeth Eb And we crashed through the wall and into the street F xA#x Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer. xA#x I tell ya, I've fought tougher men Eb But I really can't remember when, F xA#x He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile. xA#x I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss, xD#x He went for his gun and I pulled mine first, F xA#x He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile. Bb And he said: "Son, this world is rough Eb And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough F Bb And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along. xA#x So I give ya that name and I said goodbye xD#x I knew you'd have to get tough or die F Bb And it's the name that helped to make you strong." xA#x He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight Eb And I know you hate me, and you got the right F xA#x To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do. Bb But ya ought to thank me, before I die, Eb For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye F Bb Cause I'm the son-of-a-xxxxx that named you "Sue.'" xA#x I got all choked up and I threw down my gun Eb And I called him my pa, and he called me his son, F Bb And I came away with a different point of view. Bb And I think about him, now and then, Eb Every time I try and every time I win, -No Chords- And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him A - keep strumming - Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!
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