Streets Of Laredo — текст песни (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