Frankie And Johnny
Lyrics
Little Frankie went down to the Barroom
She asked for a glass of beer
She said
Hey bartender
Has my Johnny been here?
He's my man
But he's done me wrong
The bartender said
Frankie
Ya know I won't tell ya no lie
He left here about a minute ago
With a gal named Alice Fry
He's your man
But he's doin' you wrong
Frankie was a good little woman Surely everybody knows
She paid one hundred dollars
For Johnny's new suit of clothes
She loved her man
But he done her wrong
Well then
Frankie went down Broadway
With a razor in her hand
She said
Stand back all you women
I'm here for my cheatin' man
Yes
He's my man
But he's done me wrong
It was on a Friday mornin'
About a ha'past nine o'clock
Frankie pulled her 44
And fired three fatal shots
She shot her man
'Cause he done her wrong
(Why dontcha run Frankie?)
they said
(Frankie why don't you run?)
'Cause
Here come the Chief Of Police
With the 44 smokeless gun
You killed your man
We know
He done you wrong
(SPOKEN while FADING)
Yeah he done you wrong
Frankie
You shoulda shot him forty times
I'm a witness Frankie
I was there
When you shot that man I saw
