Streets Of Laredo Songtext

As I walked out in the streets of LaredoAs I walked out in Laredo one dayI spied a young cowboy dressed up in white linenDressed up in white linen as cold as the clayHe was a young cowboy in search of a homelandHe rode 'cross the ranges in search of a brideHis strength was his glory, so brave and so handsomeHis weakness was gambling, his downfall was prideO beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowlyHe's gone to his maker this fair windy daySing the hymns sweetlyAnd place the flowers softlyFor the young cowboy that lies here todayAs I walked out in the streets of LaredoAs I walked out in Laredo one dayI spied a young cowboy dressed up in white linenDressed up in white linen as cold as the clay