| 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 spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen
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| Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
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| I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy
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| These words he did say as I boldly walked by
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| Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
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| I’m shot in the breast and I know I must die
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| It was 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 down to Rosie’s and then to the card house
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| Got shot in the breast and I’m dying today
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| Get sixteen gamblers to carry my coffin
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| Get six jolly cowboys to sing me a song
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| Take me to the graveyard and lay the sod o’er me
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| For I’m a young cowboy and I know I’ve done wrong
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| Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin
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| Get six pretty maidens to sing me a song
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| Take me to the valley and lay the sod o’er me
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| For I’m a young cowboy, I know I’ve done wrong
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| Oh beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
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| Play the Dead March as they carry me along
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| Put bunches of roses all over my coffin
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| Put roses to deaden the clods as they fall
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| 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 spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen
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| Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay |