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

I've got no use for the women a true one may seldom be
They'll use a man for his money when its they'll turn him down
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 puncher honest and upright and
Till he turned to a gunshooting gambler on account of a girl Lou
They fell in with evil companions the kind are better off dead
a gambler insulted her picture he filled him full of lead
All through the long night they 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 there in the to die by a ranger's gun
Death's sharp sting did not his chances for life were too slim
Where they were putting his body was all that him
He lifted his head on his elbow the blood his wound flowed red
He gazed at his friends gathered round him he up at them and he said
me out on the prairie where the coyotes can howl o'er my grave
Bury me out on the prairie but from my bones please save
Wrap me up in a blanket bury me in the ground
Cover me over the of granite big and round
We buried him on the prairie where the coyotes can howl o'er his
His is now aresting from the unkind cut she gave
And many young puncher as he rides past the pile of stones
Recalls some similar woman and of his moldering bones