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Streets of Laredo
Marty Robbins Lyrics


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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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Marty Robbins's song “Streets of Laredo” tell a somber tale of a young cowboy who is dying after being shot in the chest. As the song begins, the singer describes walking through the streets of Laredo and stumbling upon a young cowboy who is wrapped in white linen and as “cold as the clay.” The young cowboy asks for the traditional funeral tune, “The Death March,” to be played as he is carried to the valley to be laid to rest. He asks for forgiveness for his past wrongdoings, acknowledging his time spent as a cowboy and the mistakes he made.


The second verse introduces a second cowboy who notices the singer’s outfit and assumes he is also a cowboy. This cowboy proceeds to share his own sad story of being shot and knowing he is going to die. He requests a glass of water before his ultimate passing. The somber tune and the plea for forgiveness that permeate the song create a melancholic yet beautiful piece of music.


Line by Line Meaning

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
The singer begins by describing the setting of his story, the streets of Laredo.


As I walked out in Laredo one day
The singer emphasizes that he was simply walking one day in this location.


I saw a young cowboy, wrapped all in white linen
The singer sees a young cowboy wrapped in white linen, already deceased.


Wrapped in white linen, as cold as the clay
The cowboy is being described as being white and cold, comparing him to the actual clay of the earth.


Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
The artist is calling for a slow, mournful tune to be played.


Sing the Death March as you carry me along
The singer is accepting his fate and asking for a somber song to be played during his procession.


Take me to the valley, there lay the sod o'er me
The singer is asking to be taken to his final resting place and buried.


I'm a young cowboy, I know I've done wrong
The artist is admitting his wrongdoings and is accepting his punishment.


I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy
The deceased cowboy has spotted the artist's cowboy outfit and addresses him.


These words he did say as I boldly walked by
The deceased cowboy spoke up as the artist was walking by with confidence.


Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
The deceased cowboy asks the singer to sit with him and listen to his story.


Got shot in the breast and I know I must die
The deceased cowboy reveals that he's been shot in the chest and knows that he's going to die.


Go fetch me some water, a cool cup of water
The dying cowboy requests some water to quench his thirst.


To cool my parched lips, then the poor cowboy said
The dying cowboy is expressing his intense thirst.


Before I returned, his spirit had left him
The singer left to get the water and returned only to find that the cowboy had already passed away.


Had gone to his Maker, the cowboy was dead
The cowboy had passed away and was now with his maker.


Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
The artist repeats his call for a somber tune to be played.


Sing the Death March as you carry me along
The deceased cowboy's body is being carried in a funeral procession and the singer wants a sad song to accompany it.


Take me to the valley, there lay the sod o'er me
The deceased cowboy is asking to be buried in a valley.


I'm a young cowboy, I know I've done wrong
The artist repeats that he's aware of the mistakes he's made and he's accepting of his fate.




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Written by: Marty Robbins

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@injunmick8498

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



All comments from YouTube:

@longhorn762

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

@juanm.o1560

Marty Robbins fue soldado en la segunda guerra mundial. Estuvo destinado en Hawaii. Cantaba como los ángeles.

@franciscoalmaras7042

Thank You for your service Sir. Greetings from Laredo Texas.

@l.o.2005

I'm at work and on a break. A young man was whistling and it just reminded me of this great sad song. I found this on YouTube and God Bless You and ALL of Our Veterans, past and present!

@Sage-qd6tf

Damn. Thank you for your service, I hope you're doing good now.

@hobomeatballthemovies323

My Dad fought in that war; he came back. But he had died even there even though he was still alive here. Oh, well.

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@MSCar64

Sitting here, listening to this song, bawling like a baby. My dad passed almost two years ago. When he passed I wasn't even sad. He died of Alzeimers, and he had already been gone for so long in so many ways. My dad had one or two LPs by Marty and this was one of the songs he would play. It reminds me of when he was a source of strength and love for the whole family. RIP Marty. RIP Dad.

@jayjaynella4539

I felt relief when my mother passed away after several years in a nursing home. Terrible place to be for anyone. She had dementia to the point where a conversation was the same sentence over and over.

@williamscott5640

My Dad just passed on Friday, April 14, 2023, he to was a strong man. Not so much this past year. He was suffering from so much. He was a Marty fan, found a cd that said Dad's Favorites on it. This song was on the cd. 👍

@brucebean5669

Here I set thinking of dad

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