As I walked out in the streets of Laredo. As I walked out in Laredo one day. I spied a poor cowboy wrapped up in white linen. Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay. As I walked out in the streets of Laredo. Sit down beside me and hear my sad story. Mortally wounded he clutched at his heart. Breathless and pale still his eyes told a tale. Of love for a world he was loathe to depart. As I walked out in the streets of Laredo. Not long for this world not long for this world. Going the way of the beautiful roses. Standing in line and waving goodbye. Not long for this world not long for this world. Going the way of all valiant soldiers. Standing in line and waving goodbye. Not long for this world not long for this world. Going the way of the beautiful roses. Standing in line and waving goodbye. As I walked out in the streets of Laredo. As I walked out in the streets of Laredo. As I walked out in Laredo one day. I spied a poor cowboy wrapped up in white linen. Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay. As I walked out in the streets of Laredo. As I walked out.... Scatter roses over my coffin. Scatter roses over the clay. Scatter roses over my coffin. Scatter roses over the clay. Over the clay. In the streets of Laredo. The streets of Laredo