|Artist:||Dave Stamey (English)|
|Chord names:||Not defined|
[D] As I walked [A7] out in the [D] streets of La[A7]redo
As [D] I walked [G] out in La[D]redo one [A7] day,
I spied a young [A7] cowboy, all [D] wrapped in white [A7] linen
All [D] wrapped in white [G] linen and [D] cold as [A7] the [D] clay.
I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy.
These words he did say as I slowly walked by.
Come sit here beside me and hear my sad story,
For I'm shot in the breast, and I’m dying today.
It was once in the saddle I used to go dashing,
Once in the saddle I used to go gay.
First to the dram-house and then down to Rosie's,
Got shot in the breast, and I'm dying today.
Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly,
And play the dead march as you carry me along;
Take me to the valley, and lay the sod o'er me,
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong.
Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin,
Get six pretty maidens to bear up my pall.
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin,
Roses to deaden the clods as they fall.
Go bring me a cup, a cup of cold water.
To cool my parched lips, the cowboy then said.
Before I returned, his spirit had left him
And gone to the roundup - 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.