Do not forsake me, oh, my darlin',
On this, our wedding day.
Do not forsake me, oh, my darlin',
Wait; wait alone.
The noon day train will bring Frank Miller.
If I'm a man I must be brave
For 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 move 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 shall I do,
If you leave me? 

Do not forsake me, oh, my darlin':
You made that promise when we wed.
Do not forsake me, oh, my darlin'.
Although you're grievin', I won't be leavin',
Until I shoot Frank Miller dead.

Wait along, (Wait along.)
Wait along.
Wait along. (Wait along, wait along, wait along, wait along.)