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What can I say, I like to noodle around on the guitar while watching TV. Most of the time it’s just mindlessly running through scales, committing them to muscle memory. On this particular day I was working on a new progression while watching Gary Cooper in the movie “High Noon” when I realized the words “high noon” fit perfectly into the chorus. I get a kick out of the idea of how not complicated this thing that I do with words and music is sometimes. Sometimes you just need the smallest spark of an idea.

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High Noon

Sun beats down without remorse
Town’s people scatter as a matter of course
My only friend is my trusted horse
An’ I aint even sure about that

Train rolls in at 10:49
You can almost hear those poor widows cryin’
It may be true that I don’t mind dyin’
But what would be the point in that

High noon, in the blink of an eye
High noon, that’s when real men die
High noon, baby that’s the facts
Don’t tell me that you love me and then turn your back

My Ten High whisky is too hot to pull
The ‘leven 49 has started to roll
Life aint nothin’ but a leisurely stroll
Down the path of matter of fact

High noon, sure is a shame
High noon, didn’t even know his name
High noon, baby that’s the facts
Tears from the living don’t bring your lover back
Tears from the living don’t bring your lover back

I heard the trouble boys done made parole
That’s okay cause I’m on a roll
An’ it may be true that I sold my soul
But that’s another story that

Whisky, wine and women along the way
Might make this job better than okay
Two hours work for two weeks pay
Don’t even have to think about that

High noon, in the blink of an eye
High noon, that’s when real men die
High noon, baby that’s the facts
Don’t tell me that you love me and then turn your back

High noon, sure is a shame
High noon, didn’t even know his name
High noon, baby that’s the facts
Tears from the living don’t bring your lover back
Tears from the living don’t bring your lover back

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from Dangling From A Rope, released February 1, 2014
Written by Monti Amundson

Monti Amundson, all guitars and vocals
Johnny Wilmont, bass
Cory Burden, drums
Billy Barnett, percussion

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