Luyện nghe bài hát Frankie and Albert

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

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

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

Frankie, she cried, she cried, she
Lord what have I
I give lovin' to this man
He took my and run
It was my man, and he was me wrong

saw Frankie comin', He say
"Oh baby, don't you shoot
Well you know, out from that red kimono"
The gun went toot toot
She that man 'cause he was doin' her wrong

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

it for a while

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

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

An' our go on

an' Albert were sweethearts
Lord how they love
Vowed to one another
Underneath the above
Talkin' 'bout that man an' he was her wrong