The Cowboy's Lamentby Burl IvesAs I walked out in the streets of LaredoAs I walked out in Laredo one dayI spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linenWrapped in white linen as cold as the clayI see by your outfit that you are a cowboyThese words he did say as I boldly walked byCome sit down beside me and hear my sad storyI'm shot in the breast and I know I must dieIt was once in the saddle I used to go dashingOnce in the saddle I used to go gayFirst down to Rosie's and then to the card houseGot shot in the breast and I'm dying todayGet sixteen gamblers to carry my coffinGet six jolly cowboys to sing me a songTake me to the graveyard and lay the sod o'er meFor I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrongGet six jolly cowboys to carry my coffinGet six pretty maidens to sing me a songTake me to the valley and lay the sod o'er meFor I'm a young cowboy, and know I've done wrongOh beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowlyPlay the Dead March as they carry me alongPut bunches of roses all over my coffinPut roses to deaden the clods as they fallAs I walked out in the streets of LaredoAs I walked out in Laredo one dayI spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linenWrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
Friday, February 21, 2025
The Cowboy's Lament by Burl Ives
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