Luyện nghe bài hát Frankie and Albert

Frankie and Albert were hearts
Lord how they love
Vowed to one another
'neath the stars above
It was her man and he was her wrong

went down to the bar room
To get a bucket of beer
Say hey to da' bartender
Say hey has my lovely man here?
It was my man, an' he was doing me

Bartender "Ms Frankie
Honey I tell you no lie
He left here an hour ago
With that named Nelly Bly
It was man, he was doing you wrong"

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

saw Frankie comin', He say
"Oh Lord baby, you shoot
Well you know, out from under red kimono"
The gun went rootie toot
She shot that man he was doin' her wrong

Boo hoo, boo hoo, boo hoo, boo hoo
Frankie say baby what have I
You know I shot the only man I a cold 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 gon' ya'
You done yo' man,
I'm gon' hafta' put cha in da' jail"
Talkin' that man an' he was doin' her wrong

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

An' our go on

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