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arranged & adapted by Arlo Guthrie<br /><br />As I walked out in the streets of Laredo<br />As I walked out in Laredo one day<br />I spied a poor cowboy wrapped up in white linen<br />All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay<br /><br />&quot;I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy&quot;<br />These words he did say as I proudly stepped by<br />&quot;Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story<br />I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die<br /><br />&quot;'Twas once in the saddle I used to go ridin'<br />Once in the saddle I used to go gay<br />First lead to drinkin', and then to card-playing<br />I'm shot in the breast and I'm dying today<br /><br />&quot;Let six jolly cowboys come carry my coffin<br />Let six pretty gals come to carry my pall<br />Throw bunches of roses all over my coffin<br />Throw roses to deaden the clods as they fall<br /><br />&quot;Oh, beat the drum slowly, and play the fife lowly<br />And play the dead march as you carry me along<br />Take me to the green valley and lay the earth o'er me<br />For I'm a poor cowboy and I know I've done wrong&quot;<br /><br />We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly<br />And bitterly wept as we carried him along<br />For we all loved our comrade, so brave, young and handsome<br />We all loved our comrade although he done wrong
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arranged & adapted by Arlo Guthrie<br /><br />As I walked out in the streets of Laredo<br />As I walked out in Laredo one day<br />I spied a poor cowboy wrapped up in white linen<br />All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay<br /><br />&quot;I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy&quot;<br />These words he did say as I proudly stepped by<br />&quot;Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story<br />I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die<br /><br />&quot;'Twas once in the saddle I used to go ridin'<br />Once in the saddle I used to go gay<br />First lead to drinkin', and then to card-playing<br />I'm shot in the breast and I'm dying today<br /><br />&quot;Let six jolly cowboys come carry my coffin<br />Let six pretty gals come to carry my pall<br />Throw bunches of roses all over my coffin<br />Throw roses to deaden the clods as they fall<br /><br />&quot;Oh, beat the drum slowly, and play the fife lowly<br />And play the dead march as you carry me along<br />Take me to the green valley and lay the earth o'er me<br />For I'm a poor cowboy and I know I've done wrong&quot;<br /><br />We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly<br />And bitterly wept as we carried him along<br />For we all loved our comrade, so brave, young and handsome<br />We all loved our comrade although he done wrong
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