| As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
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| As I walked out in Laredo one day
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| I saw a young cowboy, all dressed in white linen
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| Dressed in white linen, as cold as the clay
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| So, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
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| Play the Death March as you carry me along
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| Take me to the green valley, there lay the sod over me
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| For I’m a young cowboy and I know I’ve done wrong
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| Once in the saddle I used to go dashing
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| Once in the saddle I used to go gay
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| First to the cardhouse and then down to Rosy’s
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| But I’m shot in the breast and I’m dyin' today
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| Bring sixteen tall cowboys to carry my casket
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| Ten pretty women to sing me a song
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| Take me to the green valley, there lay the sod over me
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| For I’m a young cowboy and I know I’ve done wrong
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| Please, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
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| Play the Death March as you carry me along
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| Take me to the green valley, there lay the sod over me
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| For I’m a young cowboy and I known I’ve done wrong |