Johnny Cash: Boy named sue

My daddy left home when i was threeand he didnt leave much to ma and mejust this old guitar and an empty bottle of boozenow i dont blame him cause he ran and hidbut the meanest thing he ever didwas before he left he went and named me sueWell he must o'thought that it was quite a jokeand it got a lot of laughs from a lot of folkit seems i had to fight my whole life throughsome gal would giggle and id get redand some guy would laugh and i bust his headi tell ya life aint easy for a boy named sueWell i grew up quick and i grew up meanmy fist got hard and my wits got keenid roam from town to town to hide my shamebut i made a vow to the moon and starsthat id search the honky-tonks and barsand kill that man who gave me that awful nameWell it was galtinburg in mid julyand i just hit town and my throat was dryi thought id stop and have myself a brewat an old saloon on a street of mudthere at a table dealing studsit that dirty mangy dog that named me sueWell i knew that snake was my own sweet dadfrom a worn out picture that my motherd hadand i knew that scar on his check and is evil eyehe was big and bent and grey and oldand i look at him and my blood ran coldand i said my name is sue how do u donow your gonna dieWell i hit him hard right between the eyesand he went down but to my surprise he came up with a knife and i cut off a peice of my earbut i busted a chair right a across his teethand we crashed through the wall and into the streetkicking and a gouging in the mud and the blood and the beerI tell ya i fought tougher menbut i really cant remember when he kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodilei heard him laugh then i heard him cusshe went for his gun but i pulled mine firsthe stood there looking at me and i saw him smileAnd he said son this world his roughand if a mans gotta make it then hes got to be toughand i knew i wouldnt be there to help ya alongso i give ya that name and i said goodbyei knew youd have to get tough or dieand its the name that helped to make you strongHe said now you just fought one hell of a fight and i know you hate me you got that rightto kill me now i wouldnt blame youbut you oughta think me before i die for the gravel in ya guts and that spite in ya eyecause im the sone - of - a ***** that named you sueI got all choked up and i threw down my gun and i called him my pa and he called me his sonand i came away with a diffrent point of veiwand i think about him now and thenevery time i try i winand if i ever have a son i think i am gonna name himbill or george anything but sue i still hate that name