Текст песни Johnny Cash - A Boy Named Sue
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My daddy left home when I was threeAnd he didn`t leave much to ma and meJust this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.Now, I don`t blame him cause he run and hidBut the meanest thing that he ever didWas before he left, he went and named me "Sue."Well, he must o` thought that is quite a jokeAnd it got a lot of laughs from a` lots of folk,It seems I had to fight my whole life through.Some gal would giggle and I`d get redAnd some guy`d laugh and I`d bust his head,I tell ya, life ain`t 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,I`d roam from town to town to hide my shame.But I made a vow to the moon and starsThat I`d search the honky-tonks and barsAnd kill that man who gave me that awful name.Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-JulyAnd I just hit town and my throat was dry,I thought I`d stop and have myself a brew.At an old saloon on a street of mud,There at a table, dealing stud,Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dadFrom a worn-out picture that my mother`d had,And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.He was big and bent and gray and old,And I looked at him and my blood ran coldAnd I said: "My name is `Sue!` How do you do!Now your gonna die!!"Well, I hit him hard right between the eyesAnd he went down, but to my surprise,He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.But I busted a chair right across his teethAnd we crashed through the wall and into the streetKicking and a` gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.I tell ya, I`ve fought tougher menBut I really can`t remember when,He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,He stood there lookin` at me and I saw him smile.And he said: "Son, this world is roughAnd if a man`s gonna make it, he`s gotta be toughAnd I knew I wouldn`t be there to help ya along.So I give ya that name and I said goodbyeI knew you`d have to get tough or dieAnd it`s the name that helped to make you strong."He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fightAnd I know you hate me, and you got the rightTo kill me now, and I wouldn`t blame you if you do.But ya ought to thank me, before I die,For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eyeCause I`m the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.`"I got all choked up and I threw down my gunAnd I called him my pa, and he called me his son,And I came away with a different point of view.And I think about him, now and then,Every time I try and every time I win,And if I ever have a son, I think I`m gonna name himBill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!