Luyện nghe bài hát I Got No Use For The Women

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

My pal was an young puncher
and upright and true
Till he turned to a gun gambler
On account of a named Lou
They fell in with companions
The that are better off dead
When a gambler her picture
He filled him full of

Off in the night they trailed him
Through misquete and thick
I couldn't think of that woman
As I saw him and fall
If she'd the pal that she should have
He might have rasing a son
of out there on the prairie
To die by a gun

Death's sharp did not trouble
His for life were too slim
Where they were putting his
Was all worried him
He lifted his on his elbow
The blood his wound flowed red
He at his friends gathered round him
He looked up at them and he

Bury me out on the
Where the coyotes can howl my grave
me out on the prairie
But from them, my bones save
me up in a blanket
Bury me deep in the
me over with boulders
Of granite, big and

We him out on the prairie
Where the can howl o'er his grave
His is now a-resting
Fron the cut she gave
And another young puncher
As he rides past the of stones
Recalls similar woman
And thinks of his bones