The Ballad of High Noon - Frankie Laine, Дмитрий Зиновьевич Тёмкин

Do not forsake me, oh my darlin'\nOn this, our weddin' day\nDo not forsake me, oh my darlin'\nWait, wait along\nThe noon train will bring Frank Miller\nIf I’m a man I must be brave\nAnd I must face that deadly killer\nOr lie a coward, a craven coward\nOr lie a coward in my grave\nOh, to be torn twixt love and duty\nS’posin', I lose my fair-haired beauty\nLook at that big hand move along\nNearin' high noon\nHe made a vow while in state prison\nVowed it would be my life or his’n\nI’m not afraid of death but, oh\nWhat will I do if you leave me?\nDo not forsake me, oh my darlin'\nYou made that promise when we wed\nDo not forsake me, oh my darlin'\nAlthough you’re grievin', I can’t be leavin'\nUntil I shoot Frank Miller dead\nWait along, wait along\n(Wait along)\nWait along, wait along\n(Wait along, wait along, wait along, wait along)