The Streets of Laredo Songtext
von Buck Owens and His Buckaroos

Here is one of the songs
From one of our albums
We thought you might enjoy

Are you gonna sing?
(Yeah)
Youth, that′s why
Where you sing real low, ain't it?
(Yeah)


Well, this is called, The Young Cowgirl, ha
Cowboy
Hey
(Huh?)
You turn to your cows
I′ll turn to mine

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

Beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly
Play the Death March as they carry me on
Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o'er me
I'm shot in the chest and I′m dyin′ today

Beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly
Play the Death March as they carry me on
Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o'er me
I′m shot in the chest and I'm dyin′ today

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