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 when its gone they'll turn him down
They're all alike at the bottom selfish and for all
They'll stay by a man when he's winning and laugh in his face he falls
My pal was an honest young honest and upright and true
Till he to a gunshooting gambler on account of a girl named Lou
fell in with evil companions the kind they are better off dead
When a gambler insulted her picture he him full of lead
All the long night they trailed him through mesquite and thick chaparral
I couldn't think of that woman as I saw him pitch and fall
If she'd been the pal that she should have he have been rising a son
Instead of out there in the prairie to die by a gun
Death's sharp sting did not trouble his chances for life were too
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 looked up at and he said
Bury me out on the prairie where the coyotes can howl my grave
Bury me out on the prairie but from them my bones please
Wrap me up in a blanket bury me deep in the
Cover me the boulders of granite big and round
We buried him on the prairie where the can howl o'er his grave
His is now aresting from 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