LETRA
The Epilogue
[Verse]
As I went walking the streets of Laredo
As I went walking Laredo one day
I saw a poor cowboy all wrapped in white linen
All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
So beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
Sing the death march as you carry me on
Take me to the valley and lay the soil on me
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong