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Frankie Laine was an American singer with a powerful baritone voice and an emotional performing style. He was known for his pop, country, and blues songs during the 1940s and 1950s. High Noon is one of Laine’s most famous songs, and it has become a classic of American culture.

The song was first released in 1952, and it was the theme song for the movie of the same name. High Noon is a dramatic ballad that tells the story of a sheriff who must face an outlaw gunfighter alone.

The lyrics of the song were written by Ned Washington, and the music was composed by Dimitri Tiomkin. Both were well-known and Oscar-winning musicians.

High Noon became an instant hit, and it won the Academy Award for Best Original Song in 1953. The song has also sold over 1 million copies, and it has been covered by many different artists, including Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, and Bob Dylan.

Here are some reasons why High Noon is a famous song:

  • Dramatic lyrics: The lyrics of the song tell a thrilling and suspenseful story that keeps the listener engaged.
  • Memorable music: The music of the song is dramatic and memorable, and it helps to create the tense and suspenseful atmosphere of the song.
  • Frankie Laine’s powerful voice: Laine’s powerful and emotional voice perfectly conveys the message of the song.

High Noon is a classic song that has stood the test of time. It is a beautiful and moving song that people of all ages can enjoy.Frankie Laine - The Official Licensing Website of Frankie Laine

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Lyrics: High Noon

Do not forsake me, oh my darlin’On this, our weddin’ dayDo not forsake me, oh my darlin’Wait, wait along
I do not know what fate awaits meI only know I must be braveAnd I must face a man who hates meOr lie a coward, a craven cowardOr lie a coward in my grave
Oh, to be torn ‘tweenst love and dutyS’posin’ I lose my fair-haired beautyLook at that big hand move alongNearin’ high noon
He made a vow while in state prisonVowed it would be my life or his’nI’m not afraid of death but ohWhat will I do if you leave me?
Do not forsake me, oh my darlin’You made that promise as a brideDo 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 alongWait along, wait along(Wait along, wait along, wait along, wait along)

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