Luyện nghe bài hát Frankie and Albert

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

Frankie down to the bar room
To get a bucket of beer
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 tell you no lie
He left here about an ago
With hussie named Nelly 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 took my and run
It was my man, and he was me wrong

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

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

Play it for a

High come 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' know there no one to go her bail
But know big Jim say honey
"I'm workin' on you, try to get you outta jail"
Tell about yo' man 'cause he was doin' you

An' our go on

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