Luyện nghe bài hát Frankie and Albert

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

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

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

Frankie, she cried, she cried, she
Lord have I done?
I done 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, 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 doin' me

Play it for a

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

Frankie she laid in da' jail
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 that jail"
Tell about yo' man 'cause he was you wrong

An' our go on

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