My daddy left home when I was three and he didn't leave much to ma and me... 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 I got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk... And some guy's laugh and bust his head.
There at the table, dealing stud, sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue." Well I knew that snake was my own sweet dad... And I said :"My name is 'Sue!' How do you do! Now your gonna die!!"
Well I hit him hard right between his eyes and he went down, but to my surprise , he came up with a knife and cut a piece of my ear.
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 rough and if a man's gonna make it...I knew you'd have to get tough or die and it's the named that helped to make you strong."
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun and I called him pa, and he called me son, and I came away with a different point of view.