A Boy Named Sue v1

Akkoorden in dit liedje

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Well, my daddy left home when I was three
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and he didn't leave much for ma and me,
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just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze

Now, I don't blame him 'cause he run and hid,
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but the meanest thing that he ever did
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was before he left, he went and named me Sue
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Well, he must have thought that it was quite a joke,
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and it got a lot of laughs from a lots of folks
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It seems I had to fight my whole life through,

Some gal would giggle and I'd get red,
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some guy would laugh and I'd bust his head,
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I tell you, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue
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Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean
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my fist got hard and my wits got keen
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Roamed from town to town to hide my shame,

but I made me a vow to the moon and stars,
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I'd search the honky-tonks and bars,
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and kill that man that gave me that awful name
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Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid July,
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and I had just hit town and my throat was dry
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      I'd thought I'd stop by and have myself a brew

At an old saloon on a street of mud,