| This is the story of two men
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| One, an ex-convict
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| The other, a man of honour
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| The ex-convict vowed while in prison
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| To kill the man of honour
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| «I can’t be a coward»
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| He says to his fair-haired beauty
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| Do not forsake me, oh my Darlin'
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| On this our wedding day
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| Do not forsake me, oh my Darlin'
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| Wait, wait along
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| I do not know what fate awaits me
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| I only know I must be brave
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| And I must face a man who hates me
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| Or lie a coward, a craven coward
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| Or lie a coward in my grave
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| Oh, to be torn 'twixt love and duty
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| S’posin' I lose my fair-haired beauty
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| Look at that big hand move along
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| Nearin' High Noon
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| He made a vow while in state’s prison
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| Vowed it would be my life or his 'n
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| I’m not a afraid of death, but oh
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| What will I do if you leave me
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| Do not forsake me, oh my Darlin'
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| You made that promise as a bride
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| Do not forsake me, oh my Darlin'
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| Although you’re grieving
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| Don’t think of leaving
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| Now that I need you by my side |