My daddy left when I was 3 leaving nothing but a guitar and an empty bottle of booze. but the meanest thing he ever did...he went and named me sue.
he must of thought it was such a joke it got a lot of laughs from a lot of folk.
some girl would laugh and I'd get red and some guy would and I'd bust his head. Life ain't easy for a boy named sue.
I'd roam around from town to town find and kill the man that named me sue. in Gatlinburg I had just hit town and decided to go for a brew.
I went in to an old saloon, there sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me sue. I looked at him and my blood ran cold and I said. "my name is sue! how do you do! Now your gonna die!"
We crashed through the wall into the street. We pulled our guns but then the old man said "son the world is tough and i knew i wouldn't be there to help you so i named you sue to toughen you up, now I know you hate me and you have the right to but you should thank me" i got chocked up and threw down my gun and called him pa and he called me son.