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