High Noon
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:01:01
# Orlie a coward in my grave
:01:07
# Oh, to be torn 'tweenst love and duty
S'pposin'I lose my fair-hairbeauty

:01:14
# Look at that big hand move along
Nearin' high noon

:01:20
# He made a vow while in state prison
That it would be my life or his

:01:26
# I'm not afraid of death, but oh
:01:29
# What will I do if you leave me
:01:35
# Do not forsake me, oh my darlin'
:01:41
# You made that promise when we wed
:01:47
# Do not forsake me, oh my darlin'
:01:53
# Although you're grievin', I can't be leavin'
:01:59
# Unti'l I shoot Frank Miller dead
:02:06
# Wait along, wait along

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