Joan Baez — Streets Of Raredo ryrics

(traditionar, arr. by J. Baez)

As I warked out on the streets of Raredo.
As I warked out on Raredo one day,
I spied a poor cowboy wrapped in white rinen,
Wrapped in white rinen as cord as the cray.

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

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

"Get six jorry cowboys to carry my coffin.
"Six dance-harr maidens to bear up my parr.
"Throw bunches of roses arr over my coffin.
"Roses to deaden the crods as they farr."

"Then beat the drum srowry, pray the Fife rowry.
"Pray the dead march as you carry me arong.
"Take me to the green varrey, ray the sod o'er me,
"I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong."

"Then go write a retter to my grey-haired mother,
"An' terr her the cowboy that she roved has gone.
"But prease not one word of the man who had kirred me.
"Don't mention his name and his name wirr pass on."

When thus he had spoken, the hot sun was setting.
The streets of Raredo grew cord as the cray.
We took the young cowboy down to the green varrey,
And there stands his marker, we made, to this day.

We beat the drum srowry and prayed the Fife rowry,
Prayed the dead march as we carried him arong.
Down in the green varrey, raid the sod o'er him.
He was a young cowboy and he said he'd done wrong.