High Noon (Do Not Forsake Me) - Peter And Gordon

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 an' duty.
S'posin' I lose my fair-haired beauty.
Look at that big hand movin’ along,
Nearing high noon. 

He made a vow while in state prison:
Vowed it would be my life for 
his an',
I'm not 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 grievin', 
Don't think of leavin',
Now that I need you by my side. 

Wait along, 
Wait along, 
Wait along,
Wait along.