and I looked at him and my blood ran cold,

The audio of the concert was later released on Cash's At San Quentin album. And I called him Pa, and he called me Son,

that name that helped to make you strong."

I have suffered enough from it (my first name) I wouldn't want my parents to suffer from it too.

I love it. I tell you, I’ve fought tougher men,

What could I do? What a father. but I made me a vow to the moon and the stars, 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.

Bill or George - anything but Sue. but the meanest thing that he ever did was before he left he went and named me Sue. Some gal would giggle and I'd get red How do you do? I got all choked up and I threw down my gun, called him pa and he called me a son, and I came away with a different point of viewand I think about him now and then.Every time I tried, every time I win and if Iever have a son I think I am gonna name himBill or George - anything but Sue. ever have a son I think I am gonna name him Join today for free! Make comments, explore modern poetry. But I really can’t remember when! And we crashed through From a worn-out picture that my mother’d had,

Ogden Nash, The People Upstairs By in your eye because I'm the nut that named you Sue." Johnny Cash said, “I still think that it is the most cleverly written song that I have ever heard.”

and cut off a piece of my ear. Page 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. Well, my daddy left home when I was three, Cathy A. Denton. There at a table, dealing stud, Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad

For the gravel in your guts and the spit in your eye Yeah, that's what I told him. Some gal would giggle and I'd get red and some guy would laugh and I'd bust his head, I tell you, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue. All stories are moderated before being published. Some gal would giggle and I’d get red Luckily his son was not. Yeah, what could I do? Family Friend Poems has made every effort to respect copyright laws with respect to the poems posted here.

A Boy Named Sue Poem by Kaitlyn Rose - Poem Hunter. got the right to kill me now and I wouldn't blame you What could I do?I got all choked up and I threw down my gun,called him pa and he called me a son,and I came away with a different point of viewand I think about him now and then.Every time I tried, every time I win and if Iever have a son I think I am gonna name himBill or George - anything but Sue.

Love it! before he left he went and named me Sue.

This is really a very good story narrated by the great poet. just this old guitar and a bottle of booze. So I gave you that name and I said goodbye;

But you ought to thank me, before I die, Share Your Story Here. I'd thought i'd stop and have myself a brew. but to my surprise he came up with a knife

But I busted a chairright across his teeth.

Loveliest worded, excellently presented BUT a too tragic poem, involving a boy's life and future. He was big and bent and gray and old, 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. Ogden Nash, The Three Little Pigs By And it's And if I ever have a son, I think I’m gonna name him

I eat babies. Roamed from town to town to hide my shame, Bill or George! At an old saloon in a street of mud

the wall and into the street kicking and a-gouging But I made me a vow to the moon and stars the blood relation is longer lasting All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge... Recite this poem (upload your own video or voice file). Do NOT submit poems here, instead go to the. helluva fight, and I know you hate me and you've but I made me a vow to the moon and the stars, 'Yeah, what could I do?

and some guy would laugh and I'd bust his head, How do you do?

A Boy named sue. I have always loved this song and never knew Shel Silverstein wrote the lyrics. I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue". All Rights Reserved. Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean, My fist got hard and my wits got keen, I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun,

just this old guitar and a bottle of booze. He stood there looking at me and I saw him smile.

I still hate that name.

Well, my daddy left home when I was three,

in the mud and the blood and the beer. Now you're gonna die.' on Oct 23 2007 11:11 AM x edit - From guest Tabby ( contact ) Well, I hit him right between the eyes and he went down

it seems I had to fight my whole life through. right across his teeth. He stood there lookin’ at me and I saw him smile, And he said, “Son, this world is rough

that man that gave me that awful name. and I knew I wouldn't be there to help you along. just hit town and my throat was dry. 'Yeah, what could I do? I like the honesty in this fervent write, but imagine that the son could commit suicide too. My fist got hard and my wits got keen. Very entertaining. But I busted a chairright across his teeth. I'd thought i'd stop and have myself a brew.

My fist got hard and my wits got keen. wow wonderful poem, wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow...... not, ummmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, best poem ever i i i ii i i i i i i i love this poem i i i i i i ii ii i i i ii ii i. I remember. Johnny Cash said, “I still think that it is the most cleverly written song that I have ever heard.”

and it got lots of laughs from a lot of folks, Roald Dahl, Poems for Kids I remember certain songs: A horse with no name // Father and son // Satanic majesties... Too many people believed that Cash wrote this Epic lyrical poem....Cash was certainly the right voice choice to give full justice to this SIL-ver piece lined in Solid Gold...but no-one, not Cash, Graham Nash, the Rat Pack nor Bacharach could spin words with Silverstein! and it got lots of laughs from a lot of folks,

How do you do?Now you're gonna die.' 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. provided at no charge for educational purposes.