Streets of Laredo

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As I walked out in the streets of Laredo, As I walked out in Laredo one day, I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen, Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.

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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, I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die.

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Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin, Get six pretty maidens to sing me a song. Take me to the valley and lay the sod o'er me, For I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrong.