A Boy Named Sue chords

Bb _ _ _ _ _ _ Well, my daddy left home when I was three and he Eb didn't leave much to maw and F me, just.
this old guitar and an empty Bb bottle of booze.
_ .
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid, but Eb the meanest thing that he ever did F was.
before he left, he went and named Bb me Sue.
_ _ .
_ Well, he must have thought that it was quite Cm a joke Eb and it got a lot of laughs from a lots of folks.
F Seems I had to fight my whole Bb life through.
_ Some gal would giggle and I'd Eb get red and some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his F head.
I'll tell you, life ain't easy for a boy Bb named Sue.
_ _ _ _ _ Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean.
Eb My fists got hard and my wits got F keen.
Roamed from town to town to Bb hide my shame.
_ But I made me a vow to the moon and Eb stars.
I'd search the honky tonks and F bars and kill that man that gave me that Bb awful name.
_ _ Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid Eb-July and I'd just hit town and my throat was F dry.
I thought I'd stop and have Bbm myself a Bb brew.
_ At an old saloon on a Eb street of mud, there at the table dealing F stud, sat the dirty man.
she'd always Bb named me Sue.
_ Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet Eb dad from a worn out picture that my mother'd F had.
And I knew that scar on his cheek and Bb his evil eye.
_ He was big and thin and gray and Eb old and I looked at him and my blood ran F cold.
I said, my name is Sue.
Bb How do you do?.
Now, you're gonna die.
_ Yeah, that's what I told him.
_ Well, I hit him hard right between the Eb eyes and he went down.
But to my F surprise, come up with a knife and cut off Bb a piece of my ear.
_ Well, I busted a chair right F across his Eb teeth and we crashed through the wall C and into the F street.
Kicking and a gouging in the mud and the Bb blood and the beer.
_ _ I tell you, I've fought tougher Bbm men, but I really Eb can't remember when.
F He kicked like a mule and he bit like Bb a crocodile.
_ I heard him laugh and then I heard him Eb cuss.
Bbm He went Eb for his gun and I pulled F mine first.
He stood there looking at me Bb and I saw him smile.
He said, son, _ this world is rough and if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta Eb be tough.
Fm And I know I wouldn't be there to Bb help you along.
_ So I give you that name and I said Eb goodbye.
I knew Bb you'd have to Eb get tough or die.
F And it's that name that helped Bb make you strong.
_ Yeah.
He said, now you just fought one hell of a Ebm fight.
And I know you hate me and you F got the right to kill me now.
And I wouldn't blame Bb you if you do.
_ But you ought to thank me before I die for Eb the gravel in your guts and the spit in F your eye.
Because I'm the son of a bitch that named Bb you Sue.
_ Yeah, what could I do?.
What could I do?.
Eb I got all choked up F and I threw down my gun, Eb called him my pa Bb and he called me his son.
And I come away with a different point of view.
_ _ And I think about him now and then Eb every time I try and every time I F win.
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him Bill N or George, any Bb damn thing but Sue.
I'll still make that.
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