A Boy Named Sue by Johnny Cash

This song's a riot. I tried to listening to Johnny Cash after hearing word of the American V album, this was when he was already dead. Then I saw the Ring of Fire movie and had an increased curiousity for his music.

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 your 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! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!

The Great Gig in the Sky by Pink Floyd

Simply an awesome and powerful song. It's very simple and yet effective in evoking emotions. The singer, Clare Torry was said to have been paid £30 for her work. She cleary deserves more and reached a settlement with Pink Floyd. Try to give it a listen, the masters at work!

and I am not frightened of dying, any time will do, i dont mind.
why should I be frightened of dying? Theres no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime.
i never said I was frightened of dying.

Waiting For You by Ben Harper

The song fits my current mood. I've been waiting for someone and I know for a fact that all the waiting can turn out to be futile. She previously mentioned that she's not into me, I just want to talk to her for her to know me. I just want to spend some time with her that's all.

Well, good thing there's Ben Harper to express how i feel...

I' ve been waiting for you
I' ve been waiting for you
Never found enything else to do
But waiting for you

I' ve been calling your name
I' ve been calling your name
Never found anything else to say
Nothing to say

You can kill a lot of time if you really want put your mind do it
Leave it all behind if you never wanna go through it

I keep hearing your name
I keep hearing your name
Nothing else sounds the same
As hearing your name

You can kill a lot of time if you really put your mind to it
Or leave it all behind and never ever go through it

I' ve been hoping for you
Keep hoping for you
What else can I do
But keep hoping for you?

You can kill a lot of time if you really put your mind to it
Or leave it all behind and never ever go through it

We can kill a lot and never really have to go through it

What else can I do
But keep hoping for you?