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.
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. But I made a vow to the moon and stars that I'd search the honky-tonks and bars and kill that man who gave me that awful name.
Resolution / Ending
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold and I said "My name is Sue! How do you do! Now your gonna die!!"
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, he's gotta be tough and I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along so I give ya that name and I said goodbye. I knew you'd have to get tough or die and it's the name that helped to make you strong."
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun and I called him my pa, and he called me his son and I came away with a different point of view.