Luyện nghe bài hát Frankie and Albert

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

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

said "Ms Frankie
Honey I can't you no lie
He left here 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 done give to this man
He my love and run
It was my man, and he was me wrong

saw Frankie comin', He say
"Oh Lord baby, don't you
Well you know, out from under red kimono"
The gun rootie toot toot
She that 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 come clippety, clippety, clippety,
Clippety, clippety, the trail
I say, "Look Frankie I'm gon' tell ya'
You done yo' man,
I'm gon' hafta' put cha in da' jail"
Talkin' 'bout man an' he was doin' her wrong

she laid in da' jail house
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 outta jail"
about yo' man 'cause he was doin' you wrong

An' our go on

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