Lyrics　　　　The Streets Of Laredo As I walked out in the streets of Laredo, As I walked out in Laredo one day, I spied 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, and 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 bless, 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 valleys, there lay the sod o'er me, I'm a young cowboy, and I know I've done wrong, 　　end　　　　　　訳詞のページに戻る