The Streets of Laredo

<p>As I walked out on the streets of Laredo<br/>As I walked out on Laredo one day<span><br/>I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen<br/>All wrapped in white linen, as cold as the clay<span><br/><br/>Then beat the drum slowly, play the Fife lowly<span><br/>Play the dead march as you carry me along<br/>Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o&#x27;er me<br/>For I&#x27;m a young cowboy and I know I&#x27;ve done wrong&quot;<br/><br/>Then go write a letter, and send it ti my gray haired mother<br/>And please send the same to my sister so dear<br/>But please not one word of all this would you mention<br/>If my mother should as for my story to hear<span><br/>There is another more dear than a sister<br/>She&#x27;ll bitterly weep<br/>And if some other man ever wins her affection<br/>Don&#x27;t mention my name and my name will pass on<br/><br/>&quot;Just beat the drum slowly, play the Fife lowly<span><br/>Play the dead march as you carry me along<br/>Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o&#x27;er me<br/>For I&#x27;m a young cowboy and I know I&#x27;ve done wrong&quot;<br/><br/>Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin<br/>Six dance-hall maidens to sing me a song<span><br/>Put bunches of roses all over my coffin<br/>Roses to deaden the clods when they fall<br/>&quot;We beat the drum slowly, we play the Fife lowly<span><br/>We bitterly wept as we bore him along<br/>Down in the green valley, we lay the sod o&#x27;er him<br/>He was a young cowboy and we know he&#x27;d done wrong<span><br/><br/><br/>First to the card-house and then down to Rose&#x27;s<span><br/>And there stands his marker we made to this day<span>