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The Streets of Larado

June 2024

The Streets of Laredo

American Cowboy Ballad

As I was out walking

the streets of Laredo

as I walked out in Laredo

one day


I met a young cowboy

all dressed in white linen,

all dressed in white linen

as cold as the clay.


“I see by your outfit

that you are a cowboy.”

These words he did say

as I boldly stepped by.


“Come sit down beside me

and hear my sad story;


I was shot in the breast;

and I know I must die.


O beat the drums slowly,

and play the fife lowly,


And play the dead march

as you bear me along.


Take me to the green valley

and lay the sod o’er me,


For I’m a young cowboy,

and I know I’ve done wrong.

Once in the saddle

I used to go dashing

Once in the saddle

I used to go gay


First to the card-house

and then down to Rosy’s


Bur I’m shot in the breast

and I’m dying today.

Bring six tall young

cowboys to carry

my casket


Six pretty maids for to sing

me a song.


Take me to green valleys,

there lay the sod o’er me.

For I’m a young cowboy

and I know I’ve done wrong.

Please fetch me some water,

a cool cup of water

To cool my parched lips,”

the poor cowboy said.


Before I return-ed

his Spirit had left him

Had gone to his Maker

the cowboy was dead.

I’ll beat the drum slowly

and play the fife lowly

to play the death march

as he’s carried along.


I shall take him to

green valleys

and lay the sacred sod o’er him

For he was a young cowboy

who knew he’d done wrong.


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