Frankie and Johnny

Frankie and Johnny were lovers
Lordy how they could love
Swore to be true to each other just as
true as stars a bove .. he was her
man ♥♥ but he was doing her
wrong ♥♥ ♥♥♥ ♥♥♥

Frankie went down to the corner
Just for a bucket of beer
She said to the old Bartender Has my
lovin' Man been here He is my
man / / He wouldn't do me no
wrong ♥♥ ♥♥♥ ♥♥♥

don't want to cause you no trouble
ain't gonna tell you no lies
I saw your man an hour ago With a
gal named Nel-lie Bly - If he's your
man / / / he's a doing you
wrong ♥♥ so ♥♥ wrong ♥♥

Frankie looked over the transom
saw to her great surprise
There on a cot sat Johnny
Makin' love to Nellie Bly
He was her man
But he done her wrong

Frankie drew back her kimono
took out her little 44
Root-a-toot toot that gal did shoot
Right through that hardwood floor
she Shot her man
cos He was doin' her wrong

Bring out the rubber-tired hearses
Bring on your rubber-tired hacks
I'm takin' my man to the graveyard
But I ain't gonna bring him back
Lawd he was my man
And he done me wrong

This story has no moral
This story has no end ...