High Noon

You didn't leave me much to do except sit around and watch TV TV showed me right from wrong it showed me what to do you'll see Do not forsake me oh my darling for what aim going to do I going to put a hole in his sweet head Now what you did was wrong my darling High noon he's caused a lot of hurt For that he'll meet his doom High noon he's caused a lot of hurt For that he'll meet his doom Face down in the dirt He's going to meet his maker at high noon 11 o'clock my hands are steady I'm drinking rye cleaning my gun Though I know this towns against me I know I am right I won't run This town's ain't big enough for the both of us What you did what was wrong my darling but ill forgive you know I can Your pretty eyes I will open You'll see who's the better man