Or lie a coward in my grave Oh, to be torn 'tweenst love and duty Supposin' I lose my fair-haired beauty Look at that big hand move along Nearin' high noon
lie a coward in my grave Oh to be torn 'tween love and duty Supposing I lose my fair haired beauty Look at that big hand move along Nearin' high noon
time High noon - riding a dream Lie after lie High noon - not what they seem Mile after mile High noon - building a dream Lie after lie High noon - not
Yo yo We rude bwoys Van-city outlaws Yo, the Red reaper, bust back your street sweeper Call Mr. Martin and the preacher To the saloon, the showdown high noon
With contrite hearts on the blackest of days We've done our deeds but now we have to pay The social call; the presidents not home The gossip line we
craven coward or lie a coward in my grave Oh to be torn twixt love and duty spposin' I lose my fairhaired beauty Look at that big hand move along nearing high noon
black suit on and be a son of a bitch i need a scratch from the hand of the ass that sold me the itch it's a big sell out its a big party high noon amsterdam
or lie a coward in my grave Oh, to be torn twixt love and duty Supposin' I lose my fair haired beauty Look at that big hand move along nearing high noon
craven coward Or lie a coward in my grave Oh to be torn twixt love and duty sposin' I lose my fairhaired beauty Look at that big hand move along nearin' high noon
I've already been to heaven So I might as well step down Up seems like a real good offer But I'm gonna have to turn it down Losing heart Wondering if
High noon in the valley of the shadow When the deep of the valley was bright When the mouth of the tomb shouted, "Glory, the groom is alive" So long,
...You will hear my heart and the circle (circuit?) will be complete...
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 move along, Nearing high noon
Or die a coward in my grave Oh, to be torn twixt love and duty Supposin' I love my fair haired beauty Look at that big hand movin' round Nearin' high noon
is gone Waiting... as for the magic trick to be revealed: you see, it's high noon at the battlefield - and not a soul around - another high noon at the
Tłumaczenie: Angry Johnny And The Killbillies. High Noon W Killville.
Tłumaczenie: Walker, Billy. High Noon (Nie opuszczaj mnie).
