Beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
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I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong
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As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
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Ss I walked out in Laredo one day
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I spied a young cowboy wrapped in white linen
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Wrapped up 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 stepped by
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Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
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Got shot in the breast and I know I must die
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Beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
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Play the dead march as they carry me away
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Take me to the green valley there 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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Twas once in the saddle I used to go dashing
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Twas once in the saddle I used to go gay
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First came the drinking and then the card playing
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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 pretty maidens to bear up my part
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Put bunches of roses all over my coffin
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Roses to deaden the sod as it falls
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Beat the drum slowly...
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Streets Of Laredo
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| Faron Young |
