Streets Of Laredo

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
 As I walked out in Laredo one day
 I spied a young cowboy wrapped all in white linen
 Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
 Oh beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
 Sing the dead march as you carry me along
 Take me to the valley then lay the sod o'er me
 I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong
 I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy
 These words he did say as I boldly walked by
 Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
 Got shot in the breast and I know I must die
 Go fetch me some water a cool cup of water
 To cool my hot lips then the poor cowboy said
 Before I return his spirit had left him
 Had gone to his maker the cowboy was dead
 Oh beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
 Sing the dead march as you carry me along
 Take me to the valley then lay the sod o'er me
 I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong