She met him one night in Laredo just a wild comanchero they say

They told her that he'd been an outlaw and she'd have to send him away

They warned her of toil and of hardships and a life filled with heartaches and tears

Then one day he sent her a message the one she'd been waiting to hear

Meet me tonight in Laredo wait till the moon's hanging low

Meet me tonight in Laredo we'll soon be in old Mexico



The night as they slipped through the darkness

To the trail where their horses were tied

He whispered a prayer for tomorrow that she would be safe by his side

She smiled as they climbed in the saddle and as swift as a wild prairie wind

They rode to the Madre Sierra repeating these words once again

Meet me tonight in Laredo wait till the moon's hanging low

Meet me tonight in Laredo we'll soon be in old Mexico.



Now in their own hacienda in the glow of a soft candle light

The hands that once held a sixgun are holding their baby tonight

She echoes his God will go with us and at night when the moon's hanging low

She smiles as she fondly remembers the words he had said long ago

Meet me tonight in Laredo wait till the moon's hanging low

Meet me tonight in Laredo we'll soon be in old Mexico