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