Luyện nghe bài hát I Got No Use For The Women

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

My pal was an young puncher
Honest and upright and
Till he turned to a gun shooting
On account of a named Lou
They in with evil companions
The kind that are better off
a gambler insulted her picture
He him full of lead

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

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

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

We buried him out on the
Where the coyotes can o'er his grave
His soul is now
Fron the cut she gave
And many another young
As he rides past the pile of
Recalls some similar
And of his moulderin' bones