Eddy Arnold - The Streets Of Laredo Lyrics
As I walked out in the streets of LaredoAs I walked out in Laredo one dayI spied a poor cowboy wrapped in white linenWrapped in white linen, as cold as the clay.I see by your outfit that you are a cowboyThese words he did say as I boldly stepped byCome sit down beside me and hear my sad storyI was shot in the breast and I know I must die.Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the pipe lowlyPlay the dead march as you carry me alongTake me to the green valley there lay the sod o'er meFor I'm a young cowboy I know I've done wrong.Oh, fetch me a cup, a cup of cold waterTo cool my hot lips the poor cowboy saidBefore I returned the spirit had left himAnd gone to its Maker the cowboy was dead.We beat the drum slowly and play the pipe lowlyAnd bitterly wept as we bore him alongFor we all loved our comrade so brave young and handsomeWe all loved our comrade although he done wrong...