Streets Of Laredo Lyrics - Jane Siberry

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo 

As I walked out in Laredo one day 

I spied a young cowboy dressed up in white linen 

Dressed up in white linen as cold as the clay 

He was a young cowboy in search of a homeland 

He rode 'cross the ranges in search of a bride 

His strength was his glory, so brave and so handsome 

His weakness was gambling, his downfall was pride 

O beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly 

He's gone to his maker this fair windy day 

Sing the hymns sweetly and place the flowers softly 

For the young cowboy that lies here today 

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo 

As I walked out in Laredo one day 

I spied a young cowboy dressed up in white linen 

Dressed up in white linen as cold as the clay