Buck Owens & His Buckaroos

The 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 all wrapped in white linen,Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.So, beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowlyPlay the death march as they carry me onTake me to green valley, lay the sod o'er,I'm shot in the chest and I'm dying today Let sixteen gamblers carry my coffinLet sixteen cowbows sing me a songTake me to green valley, lay the sod o'er,For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrongSo, beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowlyPlay the death march as they carry me onTake me to green valley, lay the sod o'er,I'm shot in the chest and I'm dying today... Aus Songtexte Mania