High Noon (Do Not Forsake Me Oh My Darlin') - Connie Francis

This is the story of two men

One, an ex-convict

The other, a man of honour

The ex-convict vowed while in prison

To kill the man of honour

«I can’t be a coward»

He says to his fair-haired beauty

Do not forsake me, oh my Darlin'

On this our wedding day

Do not forsake me, oh my Darlin'

Wait, wait along

I do not know what fate awaits me

I only know I must be brave

And I must face a man who hates me

Or lie a coward, a craven coward

Or lie a coward in my grave

Oh, to be torn 'twixt love and duty

S’posin' I lose my fair-haired beauty

Look at that big hand move along

Nearin' High Noon

He made a vow while in state’s prison

Vowed it would be my life or his 'n

I’m not a afraid of death, but oh

What will I do if you leave me

Do not forsake me, oh my Darlin'

You made that promise as a bride

Do not forsake me, oh my Darlin'

Although you’re grieving

Don’t think of leaving

Now that I need you by my side