i want you to uh i want to a if you dont mind carl id like you to stay out and help us on some songs id love to one of the greatest guitar players as well as song writers and singers in memphis appreciate a little help on guitar alright thank you carlwellmy daddy left home when i was three and he didnt leave much to ma and me just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze now i dont blame him cause he run and hid but the meanest thing that he ever did was before he left he went and named me suewell he must o thought that is quite a joke and it got a lot of laughs from a lots of folk it seems i had to fight my whole life through some gal would giggle and id get red and some guyd laugh and id bust his head i tell ya life aint easy for a boy named suewell i grew up quick and i grew up mean my fist got hard and my wits got keen id roam from town to town to hide my shame but i made a vow to the moon and stars that id search the honkytonks and bars and kill that man who gave me that awful namewell it was gatlinburg in midjuly and i just hit town and my throat was dry i thought id stop and have myself a brew at an old saloon on a street of mud there at a table dealing stud sat the dirty mangy dog that named me suewell i knew that snake was my own sweet dad from a wornout picture that my motherd 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 youre gonna dieyeah thats what i told himwell i hit him hard right between the eyes and he went down but to my surprise he come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear but i busted a chair right across his teeth and we crashed through the wall and into the street kicking and a gouging in the mud and the blood and the beeri tell ya ive fought tougher men but i really cant remember when he kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile i heard him laugh and then i heard him cuss he went for his gun and i pulled mine first he stood there lookin at me and i saw him smileand he said son this world is rough and if a mans gonna make it hes gotta be tough and i knew i wouldnt be there to help ya along so i give ya that name and i said goodbye i knew youd have to get tough or die and its the name that helped to make you stronghe said now you just fought one hell of a fight and i know you hate me and you got the right to kill me now and i wouldnt blame you if you do but ya ought to thank me before i die for the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye cause im the sonofabitch that named you suewell what could i do what could i do i got all choked up and i threw down my gun and i called him my paw and he called me his son and i came away with a different point of view and i think about him now and then every time i try and every time i win and if i ever have a son i think im gonna name him bill or george anydamnthing but suealright thank you very much