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Streets of Laredo

Höfundur lags: Marty Robbins Flytjandi: Marty Robbins Sent inn af: Anonymous
[C]As I walked [G7]out in the [C]streets of La[G7]redo   
As [C]I walked [G7]out in [C]Laredo one [G7]day   
I [C]spied a poor [G7]cowboy all [C]wrapped in white [G7]linen
All [C]    [G7]wrapped in white linen as [C]cold [G7]as the [C]clay

Oh beat the [G7]drum slowly and [C]play the fife [G7]lowly
[C]Sing the death[G7] march as you[C] carry me [G7]along
[C]Take me to the[G7] valley then[C] lay the sod o'er[G7] me   
I'm [C]a young cowboy and [G7]I know [C]I've [G7]done [C]wrong

I see by your [G7]outfit that [C]you are a [G7]cowboy
[C]These words he did [G7]say as I[C] boldly walked[G7] by   
[C]Come sit down be[G7]side me and [C]hear my sad [G7]story
Got [C]    [G7]    [C]shot in the breast and I know[G7] I must [C]die  

Go fetch me some [G7]water a [C]cool cup of[G7] water
To [C]cool my parched [G7]lips then the [C]poor cowboy [G7]said   
[C]Before I re[G7]turned his [C]spirit had [G7]left him
Had [C]    [G7]    [C]gone to his Maker the cowboy[G7] was   [C] dead

Oh beat the [G7]drum slowly and [C]play the fife [G7]lowly
[C]Sing the death[G7] march as you[C] carry me [G7]along
[C]Take me to the[G7] valley then[C] lay the sod o'er[G7] me   
I'm [C]a young cowboy and [G7]I know [C]I've [G7]done [C]wrong

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I spied a poor cowboy all wrapped in white linen
All                 wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay

Oh beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
Sing the death march as you carry me along
Take me to the valley then lay the sod o'er me
I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong

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
Got                     shot in the breast and I know I must die

Go fetch me some water a cool cup of water
To cool my parched lips then the poor cowboy said
Before I returned his spirit had left him
Had                    gone to his Maker the cowboy was dead

Oh beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
Sing the death march as you carry me along
Take me to the valley then lay the sod o'er me
I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong

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