Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Of Laredo

As I walked out on the of Laredo.
As I walked out on one day,
I spied a poor wrapped in white linen,
Wrapped in white linen as as the clay.

"I can see by outfit that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I boldly by.
"Come an' sit beside me an' hear my sad story.
"I'm in the breast an' I know I must die."

"It was once in the saddle, I to go dashing.
"Once in the saddle, I to go gay.
"First to the card-house and down to Rose's.
"But I'm shot in the and I'm dying today."

"Get six jolly to carry my coffin.
"Six maidens to bear up my pall.
"Throw of roses all over my coffin.
"Roses to deaden the clods as fall."

"Then beat the drum slowly, the Fife lowly.
"Play the dead as you carry me along.
"Take me to the green valley, lay the sod me,
"I'm a young cowboy and I know done wrong."

"Then go write a to my gray-haired mother,
"An' tell her the cowboy she loved has gone.
"But please not one of the man who had killed me.
"Don't mention his name and his name will on."

When he had spoken, the hot sun was setting.
The streets of Laredo grew as the clay.
We took the cowboy down to the green valley,
And there stands his marker, we made, to day.

We beat the slowly and played the Fife lowly,
Played the march as we carried him along.
Down in the green valley, the sod o'er him.
He was a young cowboy and he said he'd wrong.