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Apropos of my old man, one of the first records that he bought to play on his excruciatingly sensitive stereo system - the one I was expressly forbidden to touch - was a collection of songs by Frankie Laine, including Rawhide (familiar to me because of the television show).

Naturally, since I was forbidden to touch the stereo, I would play my old man's records in the time between coming home and about 30 minutes before he got home. :^) (Why 30 minutes? Well, I once turned off the stereo while he was on his way up in the building elevator, and was "busted" when the heat from the amplifier tubes gave me away.) My two favorite records were Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture and the Western songs by Laine.

Do not forsake me, oh, my darlin',
On this, our wedding day.
Do not forsake me, oh, my darlin',
Wait; wait alone.
I do not know what fate awaits me.
I only know 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'n,
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 as a bride.
Do 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 along.... wait along!