The Streets of Laredo

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I spied a poor cowboy wrapped up in white linen
Wrapped up in white linen, as cold as the clay
O, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
And bitterly weep as we carry him along
"Take me to the green valley, there lay the sod o'er me
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I done wrong"
We beat the drum slowly, we played the fife lowly
And bitterly wept as we carried him along
For we all loved our comrade, so brave, young, and handsome
We all loved our comrade although he done wrong
We all loved our comrade although he done wrong



Credits
Writer(s): Norman Luboff
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