Streets of Laredo

Streets of Laredo - Buck Owens

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo

As I walked out in Laredo one day

I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen

Wrapped up in white linen as cold as the clay

So beat the drum slowly play the fife lowly

Play the death march as they carry me on

Take me to the green valley lay the sod o'er me

I'm shot in the chest and I'm dying today

Let sixteen gamblers carry my coffin

Let sixteen cowbows sing me a song

Take me to green valley and lay the sod o'er

For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong

So beat the drum slowly play the fife lowly

Play the death march as they carry me on

Take me to the green valley lay the sod o'er me

I'm shot in the chest and I'm dying today