I Got No Use For The Women

I've got no use for the women A true one may seldom be found They'll use a man for his money When it's gone they'll turn him down They're all alike at the bottom Selfish and grasping for all They'll stay by a man when he's winning And laugh in his face when he falls My pal was an honest young puncher Honest and upright and true Till he turned to a gun shooting gambler On account of a girl named Lou They fell in with evil companions The kind that are better off dead When a gambler insulted her picture He filled him full of lead