Streets Of Laredo Lyrics

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 dressed up in white linen 
Dressed up in white linen as cold as the clay 
 
He was a young cowboy in search of a homeland 
He rode `cross the ranges in search of a bride 
His strength was his glory, so brave and so handsome 
His weakness was gambling, his downfall was pride 
 
O beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly 
He`s gone to his maker this fair windy day 
Sing the hymns sweetly 
And place the flowers softly 
For the young cowboy that lies here today 
 
As I walked out in the streets of Laredo 
As I walked out in Laredo one day 
I spied a young cowboy dressed up in white linen 
Dressed up in white linen as cold as the clay