The West

[nq:1]As I walked down the streets of Laredo, as I walked down to Laredo one day, I spied a young cowboy, he was only a...I can't remember the rest. Pat?[/nq]
When I learnt it, it went:
As I walked out on the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen
All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.

Katy Jenniso

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[nq:2]As I walked down the streets of Laredo, as I ... cowboy, he was only a...I can't remember the rest. Pat?[/nq]
[nq:1]When I learnt it, it went: As I walked out on the streets of Laredo As I walked out in Laredo one day I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.[/nq]
I've since learnt that this (in its many i

[nq:2]As I walked down the streets of Laredo, as I ... cowboy, he was only a...I can't remember the rest. Pat?[/nq]
[nq:1]When I learnt it, it went: As I walked out on the streets of Laredo As I walked out in Laredo one day I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.[/nq]
While each telling a completely different story, they all share t

[nq:2]As I walked out on the streets of Laredo As ... All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.[/nq]
[nq:1]While each telling a completely different story, they allshare the description of the funeral. ...American versions include "The Streets Of ... Was On Horseback" and many more. There is a Folkways record ("The Unfortunate Rake", FS 3805) dedicated exclusively to thisfamily.[/nq]

[nq:2]When I learnt it, it went: As I walked out ... All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.[/nq]
[nq:1]Which is the American version of a whole family of similar ballads.[/nq]
I was rather hoping it might replace the STS of Abdul Abul-bul, which was unkindly mentioned earlier this evening.
But no, alas. I'm still singing
"A Muscovite maiden her lone vigil keeps ..."

[nq:2]Which is the American version of a whole family of similar ballads.[/nq]
[nq:1]I was rather hoping it might replace the STS of Abdul Abul-bul, which was unkindly mentioned earlier this evening. But no, alas. I'm still singing "A Muscovite maiden her lone vigil keeps ..."[/nq]
I don't guarantee to cure your STS, but I can give you some more appealing lyrics to the Laredo song, courtes

[nq:1]... I can't believe there isn't a S@th Ahfrican one, full of kopjes, dorps, and kloofs: "Ao, b@ree mee not on the laone bosveldt!"[/nq]
Ach, nie mij begrawe nie, in die eensaam karoo
That's as was sung by the sons of the voortrekkers who made it all the way up to Kenya. And sung with a perfectly straight face as nobody at school (either Pommies or Boerikies) was sufficiently familiar

[nq:2]As I walked down the streets of Laredo, as I ... cowboy, he was only a...I can't remember the rest. Pat?[/nq]
[nq:1]When I learnt it, it went: As I walked out on the streets of Laredo As I walked out in Laredo one day I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.[/nq]
Thanks, Katy. The lyrics were escaping me, even though I've often

You probably aren't the kind of guy that knows a ghost when he sees one.

[nq:2]As I walked down the streets of Laredo, as I ... cowboy, he was only a...I can't remember the rest. Pat?[/nq]
[nq:1]When I learnt it, it went: As I walked out on the streets of Laredo As I walked out in Laredo one day I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen All wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay.[/nq]
I am here, Charles.
And Katy did the same lyrics I would have