Country
Streets of Laredo

Song : 
E

Intro :
A
 
A           E7         A            E7
As I walked out on the streets of Laredo
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As I walked out on Laredo one day
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I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen
 A                D       E7          A
Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
       A           E7          A         E7
"I can see by your outfit that you are a cowboy"
      A            D        A            E7
These words he did say as I boldly walked by
          A           E7         A           E7
"Come and sit down beside me and hear my sad story
    A           D            E7          A
I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die"
 
        A           E7         A          E7
"It was once in the saddle, I used to go dashing
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Once in the saddle, I used to go gay
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First to the card-house and then down to Rose's
        A           D              E7      A
But I'm shot in the breast and I'm dying today
    A         E7          A        E7
Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin
A              D          A          E7
Six dance-hall maidens to bear up my pall
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Throw bunches of roses all over my coffin
A        D          E7            A
Roses to deaden the clods as they fall"
 
Chorus :
      A                     D
"Then beat the drum slowly, play the Fife lowly
A                          B        E7
Play the dead march as you carry me along
        A                    D
Take me to the green valley, lay the sod o'er me
A                        E7             A
I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong"
 

      A           E7       A              E7
"Then go write a letter to my grey-haired mother
    A            D           A             E7
And tell her the cowboy that she loved has gone
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But please not one word of the man who had killed me
      A           D            E7             A
Don't mention his name and his name will pass on"
     A           E7          A           E7
When this he had spoken, the hot sun was setting
    A            D         A           E7
The streets of Laredo grew cold as the clay
   A              E7          A            E7
We took the young cowboy down to the green valley
    A                D         E7           A
And there stands his marker we made to this day
 
Chorus :
   A                     D
We beat the drum slowly, play the Fife lowly
A                         B            E7
Play the dead march as we carried him along
     A                    D
Down in the green valley, lay the sod over him
A                            E7             A
He was a young cowboy and he said he'd done wrong