Marty Robbins — Streets of Laredo

[Verse 1] As I walked out in the streets of Laredo As I walked out in Laredo one day I spied a young cowboy, wrapped all in white linen Wrapped in white linen, as cold as the clay [Chorus] Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly Sing the Death March as you carry me along Take me to the valley, there lay the sod o'er me I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrong [Verse 2] I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy These words he did say as I boldly walked by Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story Got shot in the breast and I know I must die [Verse 3] Go fetch me some water, a cool cup of water To cool my parched lips then the poor cowboy said Before I returned, his spirit had left him Had gone to his maker, the cowboy was dead [Chorus] Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly Sing the Death March as you carry me along Take me to the valley, there lay the sod o'er me I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrong