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 gone they'll him down
They're all at the bottom selfish 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 puncher honest and upright and true
Till he turned to a gunshooting gambler on account of a girl Lou
They fell in with evil the kind they are better off dead
When a gambler insulted her he filled him full of lead
All through the long night they trailed him through mesquite and thick
I couldn't help think of woman as I saw him pitch and fall
If she'd been the pal that she should 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 chances for life were too
Where they were his body was all that worried him
He lifted his head on his elbow the blood from his 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 coyotes can o'er my grave
Bury me out on the prairie but from my bones please save
Wrap me up in a bury me deep in the ground
me over the boulders of granite big and round
We buried him on the prairie where the coyotes can howl o'er his
His soul is now aresting from the cut she gave
And many another young puncher as he rides past the of stones
Recalls some similar woman and think of his moldering