Luyện nghe bài hát Frankie and Albert

Frankie and Albert were hearts
how they could love
Vowed to love one
Baby 'neath the stars
It was her man and he was doin' her

Frankie down to the bar room
To get herself a bucket of
Say hey to da' bartender
Say hey has my man been here?
It was my man, an' he was me wrong

Bartender "Ms Frankie
Honey I can't you no lie
He left about an hour ago
With that hussie named Bly
It was your man, he was you wrong"

Frankie, she cried, she cried, she
Lord what I done?
I give lovin' to this man
He my love and run
It was my man, and he was doing me

Albert saw comin', He say
"Oh Lord baby, don't you
you know, out from under that red kimono"
The gun rootie toot toot
She shot man 'cause he was doin' her wrong

Boo hoo, boo hoo, boo hoo, boo hoo
say baby what have I done?
You know I shot the only man I loved a 41
It was my man an' he was me wrong

it for a while

High Sheriff clippety, clippety, clippety, clippety
Clippety, clippety, the trail
I say, "Look here Frankie I'm tell ya'
You done yo' man,
I'm gon' put cha in da' county jail"
'bout that man an' he was doin' her wrong

Frankie she in da' jail house
Now ya' there ain't no one to go her bail
But 'cha know big Jim say
"I'm workin' on you, try to get you that jail"
Tell about yo' man 'cause he was doin' you

An' our go on

Frankie an' were sweethearts
Lord how could love
Vowed to one another
the stars above
Talkin' 'bout that man an' he was doin' her