As I, walked out in the streets of Laredo.

As I, walked out in Laredo one day,

I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen,

Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.



So, beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly

Play the death march as they carry me on

Take me to green valley, lay the sod o'er,

I'm shot in the chest and I'm dying today



Let sixteen gamblers carry my coffin

Let sixteen cowbows sing me a song

Take me to green valley, lay the sod o'er,

For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong



So, beat the drum slowly, play the fife lowly

Play the death march as they carry me on

Take me to green valley, lay the sod o'er,

I'm shot in the chest and I'm dying today...