Streets of Laredo
Marty Robbins Lyrics


As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I saw a young cowboy, wrapped all in white linen
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, there lay the sod o'er me
I'm a young cowboy, 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, there lay the sod o'er me
I'm a young cowboy, I know I've done wrong

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Written by: Marty Robbins

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Injun Mick

For those who like to sing along as I do....


As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I spyed a young cowboy, wrapped all in white linen
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, there lay the sod o'er me
I'm a young cowboy, 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, there lay the sod o'er me
I'm a young cowboy, I know I've done wrong



Tasha Sayah

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

Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
Sing the dead 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 hot lips then the poor cowboy said
Before I return 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 dead 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

Songwriters
OWENS, BUCK

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Taki Tsan

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

Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
Sing the dead 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 hot lips then the poor cowboy said
Before I return 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 dead 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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John Andersen

when I returned from Vietnam in July 1966 I sang this song to my self and listened to it again and again. Lost all my friends. Was sad and don't know why this song stuck in my mind. Thank you Marty Robbins for a great sad song that tpuched my heart

Rentable Syrop

@L. O. chances are he was whistling streets of new reno

Wes Strong

My good friend, George, survived Vietnam but was never the same. He returned physically okay but mentally damaged. He was a very kind person by nature and what he experienced over there broke him forever. He spent his remaining years staying in isolation, afraid and unable to cope with life anymore. I hope he’s at peace now.

Hunter Sj

I hope you have found happines and joy since then, that rhose memories left room for merrier times!

james ramirez

Sad to hear this my brother. I would be in the middle east I hung out with cowboy kids. We would sit in a circle and sing this songs. Not comparing my service to your in any way I could imagine the hell you went through . But this song did make us smile . Thank you for your service and welcome home brother.

jayep13

What a huge missing lifetimes of your friends. Thank you 🎖️🚢🛩️✈️🚁🏕️

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Bubba Still

This is the most empathetic and tender version of this song I've ever heard.Others may sing it,but Marty just tears your heart out

Jackie Allen

My dad died in 2010 and had this song played at his funrel this is the first time I've played it since then.love and miss you dad xxxx

Manila Mauler

I'm sure he was a great man, and you're very blessed to have had him in your life..

Nora Nordheim

I’m here to listen to this because my dad always used to sing this to me 💔 I feel you ❤️

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