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This is the first song I ever learned, actually
Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts
Lordy, how they could love
Swore to be true to each other
Yeah, true to the skies above
He was her man
Wouldn't do her no wrong
And Frankie and Johnny went walkin'
And Johnny had on a new suit
Yeah, Frankie spent 100 dollar notes
Just to make her man look cute
He was her man
He wouldn't do her no wrong
Frankie went over to the barroom
Stopped for a bottle of beer
Said to the old bartender man
"Has my lover Johnny man been here?"
"He was my man"
"Lord, but he's been doing me wrong, so wrong"
Yeah, Frankie looked over the transom door
And there to her great surprise
There sat her lover man Johnny
Making love with Nellie Blye
He was her man
But he been doin' her wrong
Well, Frankie lifted up her kimono dress
And she drew out a little .44
She shot him once, shot him twice
Three times she shot him (three times)
Right through that hardwood floor
Yeah, she shot her man (he was her man)
Well, but he'd been doin' her wrong, yeah
He said, "Roll me over so careful"
"Roll me over so slow"
"Oh, roll me on to my left-hand side"
"Because your bullets hurt me so"
"I was your man"
"But I've been doin' you wrong"
Play it, Chris
Well, they sent for Frankie's mother
Come down to Huddie's saloon
To see what's the matter with her boy
She come down
Frankie looked up at her
Hear what she said
She said, "Oh Mrs. Johnson, oh forgive me please"
"Well I killed your lovin' son, Johnny"
"But I'm down on my bended knees"
"I shot your man"
"'Cause he was doin' me wrong"
She said, "I'll forgive you, Frankie"
She said, "I'll forgive you not, not"
"You killed my lovin' son Johnny"
"He's the only support that I've got"
"Lord, you shot my man"
"And he was doin' you wrong"
Well, the last time I seen Frankie
She was a-sittin' in a dungeon cell
She would be there lonely
Herself, with no one there to care
She shot her man
And he'd been doin' her wrong, so wrong
Well, bring out the rubber-tired hearse so long
Bring out your pony and trap
Yeah, they're gonna take Johnny, Johnny to the cemetery
And he ain't never coming back
He was her man
Oh, but he'd been doin' her wrong, so wrong
Well, the story ain't gots no moral, Lordy
But the story ain't got no end
Well, the story only goes to show
That there ain't no damn good in men
She shot her man (he was her man)
And he was doin' her wrong, yeah
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