>Capo op de 1e fret A My daddy left home when I was three D And he didn't leave much to ma and me E A Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze. A Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid D But the meanest thing that he ever did E A Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue." A Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke D And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk, E A It seems I had to fight my whole life through. A Some gal would giggle and I'd get red D And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head, E A I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue." A Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean, D My fist got hard and my wits got keen, E A I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. A But I made a vow to the moon and stars D That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars E A And kill that man who gave me that awful name. A Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July D And I just hit town and my throat was dry, E A I thought I'd st