A Boy Named Sue

Johnny Cash

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 My daddy left home when I was three
 D
 And he didn't leave much to ma and me
 EA
 Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
 A
 Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
 D
 But the meanest thing that he ever did
 EA
 Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."

 A
 Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
 D
 And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
 EA
 It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
 A
 Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
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 And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
 EA
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."

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

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

 A
 Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
 D
 From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
 EA
 And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
 A
 He was big and bent and gray and old,
 D
 And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
 EA
 And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!

Now you gonna die!!"

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

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

 A
 And he said: "Son, this world is rough
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 And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
 EA
 And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
 A
 So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
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 I knew you'd have to get tough or die
 EA
 And it's the name that helped to make you strong."

 A
 He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
 D
 And I know you hate me, and you got the right
 EA
 To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
 A
 But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
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 For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
 EA
 Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"

 A
 I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
 D
 And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
 EA
 And I came away with a different point of view.
 A
 And I think about him, now and then,
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 Every time I try and every time I win,
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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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