Frankie and Johnnie

Frankie and Johnny was sweethearts, oh Lord how they did love Swore to be true to each other, true as the stars above He was her man, he wouldn't do her wrong Frankie went down to the corner, just for a bucket of beer She says, Mr Bartender has my loving Johnny been here He's my man, he wouldn't do me wrong I don't want cause you no trouble, I ain't gonna tell you no lie I saw your lover an hour ago with a gal named Nellie Bligh He was your man, but he's doing you wrong Frankie looked over the transom, she saw to her surprise There on a cot sat Johnny, making love to Nellie Bligh He is my man, and he's doing me wrong Frankie drew back her kimono, she took out a little 44 Rooty toot toot, three times she shot, right through that hardwood door Shot her man, he was doing her wrong Bring out the rubber tied buggy, bring out the rubber tied hack I'm taking my man to the graveyard, but I ain't gonna bring him back Lord, he was my man, and he done me wrong Bring out a thousand policemen, bring 'em around today To lock me down in the dungeon cell, and throw that key away I shot my man, he was doing me wrong Frankie she said to the warden what are they going to do The warden he said to Frankie, it's electric chair for you Cause you shot your man, he was doing you wrong This story has no moral, this story has no end This story just goes to show, that there ain't no good in men He was her man, and he done her wrong