As I walked out on the streets of Laredo
As I walked out on Laredo one day
I spied a poor cowboy, all wrapped in white linen
All wrapped in white linen and cold as the clay
"I can see by your outfit, that you are a cowboy
These words he did say as I slowly passed by
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
For I'm shot in the chest, and today I must die
"Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
And play the death march as you carry me along
Take me to the green valley, and lay the sod o'er me
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong
"Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin
Get six pretty maidens to bear up my pall
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin
Roses to deaden the clods as they fall
"Then swing your rope slowly and rattle your spurs lowly
And give a wild whoop as you carry me along
And in the grave throw me and roll the sod o'er me
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong
"Go bring me a cup, a cup of cold water
To cool my parched lips", the cowboy then said
Before I returned, his spirit had departed
And gone to the round up - the cowboy was dead
"Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
And play the death march as you carry me along
Take me to the green valley, and lay the sod o'er me
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong