Luyện nghe bài hát I Got No Use For The Women

I've got no use for the
A true one may seldom be
They'll use a man for his
it's gone they'll turn him down
They're all at the bottom
Selfish and for all
They'll stay by a man he's winning
And in his face when he falls

My pal was an honest young
and upright and true
Till he turned to a gun gambler
On account of a named Lou
They in with evil companions
The kind that are off dead
When a gambler insulted her
He him full of lead

Off in the long they trailed him
Through misquete and thick
I couldn't help of that woman
As I saw him pitch and
If she'd been the pal she should have
He might have been a son
Instead of out on the prairie
To die by a gun

Death's sting did not trouble
His chances for life too slim
they were putting his body
Was all that him
He lifted his on his elbow
The blood his wound flowed red
He gazed at his friends round him
He looked up at them and he

Bury me out on the
Where the coyotes can o'er my grave
Bury me out on the
But from them, my bones please
me up in a blanket
Bury me deep in the
Cover me over with
Of granite, big and

We buried him out on the
Where the coyotes can o'er his grave
His soul is now
Fron the unkind cut she
And many young puncher
As he past the pile of stones
some similar woman
And thinks of his bones