Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Streets of Laredo, artist - Michael Martin Murphey. Album song Cowboy Songs, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 27.01.2008
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
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 wrapped up in white linen |
Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay |
«Oh, beat the drums slowly and play the fife lowly |
Sing the Death March as you carry me along |
Take me to the valley; |
there lay the sod o’er me |
I’m a young cowboy and know I’ve done wrong» |
«I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy» |
These words he did say as I boldly walked by |
«Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story |
Got shot in the breast and I know I must die» |
«My friends and relations they live in the Nation |
They know not where their dear boy has gone |
I first came to Texas and hired to a ranchman |
Oh, I’m a young cowboy and I know I’ve done wrong» |
«It was once in the saddle I used to go dashing |
It was once in the saddle I used to go gay |
First to the dram house and then to the card house |
Got shot in the breast and I’m dying today» |
«Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin |
Get six pretty maidens to sing me a song |
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin |
Put roses to deaden the sods as they fall» |
«Go gather around you a group of young cowboys |
And tell them the story of this my sad fate |
Tell one and the other before they go further |
To stop their wild roving before it’s too late» |
«Oh, bury me beside my knife and my shooter |
My spurs on my heels, my rifle by my side |
And over my coffin put a bottle of brandy |
That the cowboys may drink as they carry me along» |
«Go fetch me some water, a cool cup of water |
To cool my parched lips,» the poor cowboy then said |
Before I returned, his spirit had left him |
Had gone to his Maker--the cowboy was dead |
We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly |
And bitterly wept as we bore him along |
For we all loved our comrade, so brave, young, and handsome |
We all loved our comrade although he’d done wrong |