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

I've got no use for the women a one may seldom be found
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
stay by a man when he's winning and laugh in his face 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 named Lou
fell in with evil companions the kind they are better off dead
When a gambler insulted her picture he filled him full of
All through the long night they trailed him 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 coyotes can o'er 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 over the boulders of big and round
We buried him on the where the coyotes can howl o'er his grave
His is now aresting from the unkind cut she gave
And many another young puncher as he rides the pile of stones
Recalls similar woman and think of his moldering bones