Luyện nghe bài hát I've Got No Use For The Women

I've got no use for the a true one may seldom be found
They'll use a man for his money when its gone they'll turn him
They're all alike at the bottom and grasping for all
They'll stay by a man when he's winning and laugh in his when he falls
My pal was an honest young honest and upright and true
Till he turned to a gunshooting gambler on account of a girl Lou
They fell in with evil companions the kind they are off dead
a gambler insulted her picture he filled him full of lead
All through the long night trailed him through mesquite and thick chaparral
I couldn't help think of that woman as I saw him and fall
If she'd been the pal that she have he might have been rising a son
Instead of out in the prairie to die by a ranger's gun
Death's sharp sting did not trouble his for life were too slim
Where they were his body was all that worried him
He his head on his elbow the blood from his wound flowed red
He gazed at his gathered round him he looked up at them and he said
Bury me out on the prairie where the can howl o'er my grave
me out on the prairie but from them my bones please save
Wrap me up in a blanket me deep in the ground
me over the boulders of granite big and round
We buried him on the prairie where the can howl o'er his grave
His soul is now aresting the unkind cut she gave
And many another puncher as he rides past the pile of stones
Recalls some similar woman and of his moldering bones