my daddy left home when i was three and he didnt leave much to ma and me just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze now i dont blame him cause he ran and hid but the meanest thing he ever did was before he left he went and named me sue
well he must o`thought that it was quite a joke and it got a lot of laughs from a lot of folk it seems i had to fight my whole life through some gal would giggle and id get red and some guy would laugh and i bust his head i tell ya life aint easy for a boy named sue
well i grew up quick and i grew up mean my fist got hard and my wits got keen id roam from town to town to hide my shame but i made a vow to the moon and stars that id search the honky-tonks and bars and kill that man who gave me that awful name
well it was galtinburg in mid july and i just hit town and my throat was dry i thought id stop and have myself a brew at an old saloon on a street of mud there at a table dealing stud sit that dirty mangy dog that named me sue
well i knew that snake was my own sweet dad from a worn out picture that my motherd had and i knew that scar on his check and is evil eye he was big and bent and grey and old and i look at him and my blood ran cold and i said my name is sue how do u do now your gonna die
well i hit him hard right between the eyes and he went down but to my surprise he came up with a knife and i cut off a peice of my ear but i busted a chair right a 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 ya i fought tougher men but i really cant remember when he kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile i heard him laugh then i heard him cuss he went for his gun but i pulled mine first he stood there looking at me and i saw him smile
and he said son this world his rough and if a mans gotta make it then hes got to be tough and i knew i wouldnt be there to help ya along so i give ya that name and i said goodbye i knew youd have to get tough or die and its the name that helped to make you strong
he said now you just fought one hell of a fight and i know you hate me you got that right to kill me now i wouldnt blame you but you oughta think me before i die for the gravel in ya guts and that spite in ya eye cause im the sone - of - a ***** 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 diffrent point of veiw and i think about him now and then every time i try i win and if i ever have a son i think i am gonna name him bill or george anything but sue i still hate that name
