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
and grasping for all
They'll by a man when he's winning
And laugh in his face he falls

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

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

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

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

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