Boy Named Sue

I'd search the honky tonks and the bars And kill that man that gave me that awful name Well it was Gatlinsburg in mid July And I just hit town and my throat was dry I'd 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 that dirty mangy dog that named me Sue Well I knew that sneak was my own sweet dad From a wornout picture that my mother 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 cold And I said my name is Sue how do you do Now you're gonna die yeah that's what I told him Well I hit him hard right between the eyes And he went down but to my surprice He came up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear Well I busted a chair right across his teeth