More Than My Hometown Acoustic by Johnny Cash lyrics and chords

More Than My Hometown Acoustic is one of the most popular songs of the time. More Than My Hometown Acoustic lyrics written by Shel Silverstein. This song has sung by johnny Cash

SingerJohnny Cash
AlbumAt San Quentin
Released1969
TuningE A D G B E

More Than My Hometown Acoustic by lyrics:

Thank you
Well, my daddy left home
When I was three

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And he didn’t leave very much to my ma and me
Except this ole guitar and
An empty bottle of booze

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Now I don’t blame him
‘Cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that my daddy ever did

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Was before he left he wanted to
Name me Sue
He musta thought

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That it was quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from lots a folks
Seems I had to fight my whole life through

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Some gal would giggle and I’d turn red
And some guy’d laugh and I’d bust his head
I’ll tell ya, life ain’t easy for a boy named Sue

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Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean
My fist got hard and my wits got keen
Roamed from town to town

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To hide my shame
But I made me a vow to the moon and stars
I’d search the honky-tonks and bars

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And kill that man that gave
Me that awful name
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July

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And I’d just hit town and my throat was dry
I thought I’d stop and have myself a brew
At an old saloon on a street of mud
There at a table dealin’ stud

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Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me Sue
Well I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn out picture that my mother had

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Knew that scar on
His cheek and his evil eye
He was big and bent and grey and old

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And I looked at him and my
Blood ran cold, and I said
“My name is Sue! How do you do?

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Now you gonna die!”
Well, I hit him hard right
Between the eyes

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And he went down but to my surprise
Came up with a knife and
Cut off a piece of my ear

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Then I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through
The wall and into the street
Kickin’ and a gougin’ in the mud
And the blood and the beer

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Well I tell ya, I’ve fought tougher men
But I really can’t remember when
He kicked like a mule and
He bit like a crocodile
I heard him laugh and
Then I heard him cuss
And he reached for his gun but
I pulled mine first
He stood there lookin’ at me and
I saw him smile
And he said

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“Son, this world is rough
And if a man’s gonna make
It he’s gotta be tough
And I know 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
And it’s that name that helped
To make you strong.”

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He said, “Now you just fought
One heck of a fight
And I know you hate me
And ya got the right
To kill me now and I wouldn’t
Blame you if you do
But you oughta thank me before I die
For the gravel in your gut
And the spit in the eye
‘Cause I’m the –

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That named you Sue.”
Yeah, what could I do?
I got all choked up and threw down my gun
Called him my pa and he called me his son
And I came away with a
Different point of view

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And I think about him now and then
Every time I try and every time I win
And if I ever have a boy
I’ll name him
Bill or George or Frank
Anything dam thing but Sue!
Hate that name

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“Song: A Boy Named Sue

Artist: Johnny cash

Tuning: Standard (EADGBe)

Capo on 1st fret

My daddy left home when I was three

And he didn’t leave much to ma and me

Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.

Now, I don’t blame him cause he run and hid

But the meanest thing that he ever did

Was before he left, he went and named me “”Sue.””

Well, 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 I’d get red

And some guy’d laugh and I’d bust his head,

I tell ya, 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,

I’d roam from town to town to hide my shame.

But I made a vow to the moon and stars

That I’d search the honky-tonks and bars

And kill that man who gave me that awful name.

Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July

And I just hit town and my throat was dry,

I 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 the dirty, mangy dog that named me “”Sue.””

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad

From a worn-out picture that my mother’d 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 gonna die!!””

Well, 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 beer.

I tell ya, I’ve fought tougher men

But I really can’t 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 smile.

And he said: “”Son, this world is rough

And if a man’s gonna make it, he’s gotta be tough

And I knew I wouldn’t be there to help ya along.

So I give ya that name and I said goodbye

I knew you’d have to get tough or die

And it’s the name that helped to make you strong.””

He 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 wouldn’t 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 I’m the son-of-a-bitch that named you “”Sue.'””

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun

And I called him my pa, 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 I’m gonna name him

Bill or George! nything but Sue! I still hate that name!

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