Frankie an´ Albert was sweethearts
Lordy how they could love.
Vowed to love one another
Baby ´neath the stars above
It was her man..... an´ he was doin´ her wrong.
Frankie went down to da´ bar room,
Get herself a bucket a beer.
Say hey to da´ lone bartender
Say hey has my lovely man been here?
It was my man.......an´ he was doin´ me wrong.
Bartender say "Miss Frankie, huh,
honey I cannot tell ya´ no lie.
He lef´ here ´bout an´ hour ago,
With that hussy named Nelly Blye".
It was yo´ man......an he was doin´ you wrong.
Frankie she cried, she cried, she cried,
Lordy what have I done?
I done give my love to dis man
He done took my love an´ run.
It was my man........an he was doin´ me wrong.
Albert saw Frankie comin´, He say,
Oh Lord baby, don´t you shoot
Well you know, out from under that red kimono
The gun went rootie toot toot,
She shot that man......cause he was doin´ her wrong.
Boo Hoo! Boo Hoo! Boo Hoo! Boo Hoo!
Frankie say baby what have I done?
You know I shot the only man I loved,
A cold forty - one,
It was my man........an he was doin´ me wrong.
Play it for a while....
High Sheriff come clippety, clippety, clippety, clippety,
clippety, clippety, clippety the trail
I say look here Frankie I am gon´ tell ya´
You done shot yo´ man,
I am gon´ hafta´ put cha in da´ county jail.
Talkin´ ´bout that man.....an´ he was doin´ her wrong.
Frankie she laid in da´ jail house,
Now ya´ know there aint no one to go her bail.
But ´cha know big Jim say honey,
"I am workin´ on you, try to get you outta that jail"
Tell about yo´ man....´cause he was doin´ you wrong.
An´ our story go on......
Frankie an´ Albert was sweethearts
Lordy how they could love.
Vowed to love one another
Underneath the stars above
Talkin´ ´bout that man..... an´ he was doin´ her wrong.
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