Well, my daddy left home when I was threeAnd he didn't leave much to ma and meJust this old guitar and a empty bottle of boozeNow, 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 SueWell, he must've thought that it was quite a jokeAnd it got a lot of laughs from a lots of folksIt seems I had to fight my whole life throughSome gal would giggle and I'd get redAnd some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his headI tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named SueWell, I grew up quick and I grew up meanMy fist got hard and my wits got keenRoamed from town to town to hide my shameBut I made me a vow to the moon and starsI'd search the honkytonks and barsAnd kill that man that give me that awful nameWell, it was Gatlinburg in mid-JulyAnd I just hit town and my throat was dryI thought I'd stop and have myself a brewAt an old saloon on a street of mudThere at a table, dealin' studSat the dirty, mangy dog that named me SueWell, I knew that snake was my own sweet dadFrom a worn-out picture that my mother'd hadAnd I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eyeHe was big and bent and gray and oldAnd I looked at him, and my blood ran coldAnd I said, "My name is Sue! How do you do?Now you gonna die!"Yeah, that's what I told him!Well, I hit him hard right between the eyesAnd he went down, but to my surpriseHe come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my earBut I busted a chair right across his teethAnd we crashed through the wall and into the streetKickin' and a-gougin' in the mud and the blood and the beerI tell ya, I've fought tougher menBut I really can't remember whenHe kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodileI heard him laugh and then I heard him cussAnd he went for his gun and I pulled mine firstHe stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smileAnd he said, "Son, this world is roughAnd if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be toughAnd I know I wouldn't be there to help you alongSo I give you that name and I said goodbyeI knew you'd have to get tough or dieAnd it's that name that helped to make you strong"Yeah, 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 doBut you oughtta thank me, before I dieFor the gravel in your guts and the spit in the eye'Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you Sue"Yeah, what could I do? What could I do?I got all choked up and I threw down my gunCalled him my pa, and he called me his sonAnd I come away with a different point of viewAnd I think about him, now and thenEvery time I try and every time I winAnd if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name himBill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!"All right, thank you very much. Just before we ask the Statler Brothers to come back out, we'd like to ask the Carter Family and Carl to help us out on a fine scripture. We got a lot of requests to do 'Peace in the Valley'."
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Johnny Cash (nacido como J. R. Cash, Kingsland, Arkansas, 26 de febrero de 1932-Nashville, 12 de septiembre de 2003) fue un cantante, compositor, músico y actor estadounidense. Considerado como uno de los músicos más influyentes del siglo XX. Considerado «el…
