Well, my daddy left home when I was three, So I gave you that name and I said goodbye; just this old guitar and a bottle of booze. Do NOT submit poems here, instead go to the. And we crashed throughthe wall and into the street kicking and a-gougingin the mud and the blood and the beer.I tell you I've fought tougher men but I really can't remember when.He kicked like a mule and bit like a crocodile.I heard him laughin' and then I heard him cussin', he went for his gun and I pulled mine first.He stood there looking at me and I saw him smile.And he said, 'Son, this world is rough and ifa man's gonna make it, he's gotta be toughand I knew I wouldn't be there to help you along.So I gave you that name and I said 'Goodbye'.I knew you'd have to get tough or die.

a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough

He came up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear! mangy dog that named me Sue. and I came away with a different point of view 'Yeah, what could I do? He was big and bent and gray and old before he left he went and named me Sue. he went for his gun and I pulled mine first. got the right to kill me now and I wouldn't blame you He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile! Questions or concerns regarding any poems found here should be addressed to us using our contact form. Every time I tried, every time I win and if I and it got lots of laughs from a lot of folks, But you ought to thank mebefore I die for the gravel in your guts and the spitin your eye because I'm the guy that named you Sue. Well, my daddy left home when I was three,and he didn't leave much to Ma and me,just this old guitar and a bottle of booze.Now I don't blame him because he run and hid,but the meanest thing that he ever did wasbefore he left he went and named me Sue.Well, he must have thought it was quite a joke,and it got lots of laughs from a lot of folks,it seems I had to fight my whole life through.Some gal would giggle and I'd get redand some guy would laugh and I'd bust his head,I tell you, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue.Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean.My fist got hard and my wits got keen.Roamed from town to town to hide my shame,but I made me a vow to the moon and the stars,I'd search the honky tonks and bars and killthat man that gave me that awful name.But it was Gatlinburg in mid July and I hadjust hit town and my throat was dry.I'd thought i'd stop and have myself a brew.At an old saloon in a street of mudand at a table dealing stud sat the dirty,mangy dog that named me Sue.Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dadfrom a worn-out picture that my mother hadand I knew the scar on his cheek and his evil eye.He was big and bent and gray and oldand I looked at him and my blood ran cold,and I said, 'My name is Sue. Very entertaining. I've always loved to hear Johnny Cash sing his version of this. for BEKFAST lunch and Dinner.

But you ought to thank mebefore I die for the gravel in your guts and the spitin your eye because I'm the nut that named you Sue. But you ought to thank me helluva fight, and I know you hate me and you've it seems I had to fight my whole life through. I’d roam from town to town to hide my shame. mangy dog that named me Sue. How do you do?

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes, and it got lots of laughs from a lot of folks,

Well, I hit him right between the eyes and he went down Luckily his son was not. Cathy A. Denton. if you do. I got all choked up and I threw down my gun, And I looked at him and my blood ran cold But you ought to thank me, before I die, A Boy named sue. But I really can’t remember when! What could I do? Well my daddy left home when I was three and he didnt leave much to Ma and me just this old guitar and a bottle of booze.. But I busted a chairright across his teeth. Cash was at the height of his popularity when he recorded the song live at California's San Quentin State Prison at a concert on February 24, 1969. It’s that name that helped to make you strong!”, He said, “Now you just fought one hell of a fight, Loveliest worded, excellently presented BUT a too tragic poem, involving a boy's life and future. called him pa and he called me a son, From a worn-out picture that my mother’d had, I got all choked up and I threw down my gun, I heard him laughin' and then I heard him cussin', My fist got hard and my wits got keen. And kill that man that gave me that awful name.

I tell you I've fought tougher men but I really can't remember when. A Boy Named Sue is a poem by Shel Silverstein that has been made popular by Johnny Cash. and I think about him now and then. Well, my daddy left home when I was three, Tip: One line I stumbled on is _, maybe rephrase to _, Profanity : Our optional filter replaced words with *** on this page •, © by owner. Page helluva fight, and I know you hate me and you've But I made me a vow to the moon and stars So I gave you that name and I said 'Goodbye'. Every time I tried, every time I win and if I in your eye because I'm the guy that named you Sue." and at a table dealing stud sat the dirty, Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat. and some guy would laugh and I'd bust his head, Note from Joe: Most folks think that Johnny Cash wrote this, but it was originally a poem by none other than Shel Silverstein, the author of Where The Sidewalk Ends and many other bestselling children’s books. Join today for free!

'Yeah, he said, 'Now you have just fought onehelluva fight, and I know you hate me and you'vegot the right to kill me now and I wouldn't blame youif you do. I heard him laugh, and then he cursed; It seems though that the last paragraph completes the story though. I don't like my first name either, and that is why I used my middle name Charles, and yes, that is my real middle name. Roald Dahl, Television By It seems I had to fight my whole life through. Brilliant poem. that man that gave me that awful name. Johnny Cash said, “I still think that it is the most cleverly written song that I have ever heard.” Well, my daddy left home when I was three, and he didn't leave much to Ma and me, just this old guitar and a bottle of booze.Now I don't blame him because he run and hid, but the meanest thing that he ever did wasbefore he left he went and named me Sue.Well, he must have thought it was quite a joke, and it got lots of laughs from a lot of folks, it seems I had to fight my whole life through.Some gal would giggle and I'd get redand some guy would laugh and I'd bust his head, I tell you, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue.Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean.My fist got hard and my wits got keen.Roamed from town to town to hide my shame, but I made me a vow to the moon and the stars, I'd search the honky tonks and bars and killthat man that gave me that awful name.But it was Gatlinburg in mid July and I hadjust hit town and my throat was dry.I'd thought i'd stop and have myself a brew.At an old saloon in a street of mudand at a table dealing stud sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me Sue.Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dadfrom a worn-out picture that my mother hadand I knew the scar on his cheek and his evil eye.He was big and bent and gray and oldand I looked at him and my blood ran cold, and I said, 'My name is Sue. I'd thought i'd stop and have myself a brew. He was big and bent and gray and old,

right across his teeth. Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July Yeah, that's what I told him.

All stories are moderated before being published. Now I don't blame him because he run and hid, This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Wow. in the mud and the blood and the beer. I'd search the honky tonks and bars and kill A Boy Named Sue poem by Shel Silverstein. Tagged creative writing, free verse, literature, poem, poetry | Leave a comment My Balloon Man. Yeah, what could I do? Instead he became a man and a poet. Well, he must have thought it was quite a joke,

I would've loved it keener if it ended three stanza' soon. He went for his gun, but I pulled mine first.

His lyrics were made into “Wrong Ideas” by Brenda Lee, “Hey Loretta” by Loretta Lynn, “The Taker” by Waylon Jennings, as well as another Johnny Cash song “25 Minutes to Go”.

And if a man’s gonna make it, he’s gotta be tough, Yeah, that's what I told him.Well, I hit him right between the eyes and he went downbut to my surprise he came up with a knifeand cut off a piece of my ear. Well, he must’ve thought that is was quite a joke the blood relation is longer lasting Did you spell check your submission? And I think about him, now and then, and I knew I wouldn't be there to help you along. How do you do! I know for sure, his whole inside was suffering constantly till he died. Family Friend Poems has made every effort to respect copyright laws with respect to the poems posted here. Love it! So I gave you that name and I said 'Goodbye'. He left his family because he was a drunkard.

Now you're gonna die.' Now I don't blame him because he run and hid,

And he said, "Son, this world is rough and if Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad and he didn't leave much to Ma and me, I eat babies. Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me “Sue”. And I called him Pa, and he called me Son, I tell you, I’ve fought tougher men, So I busted a chair right across his teeth Shel Silverstein This is a humorous slap to literature. A Boy Named Sue Poem by Shel Silverstein - Poem Hunter. And it's before he left he went and named me Sue.