Luyện nghe bài hát Frankie and Albert

Frankie and were sweet hearts
Lord how they love
to love one another
Baby 'neath the stars
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' bartender
Say hey has my lovely man been
It was my man, an' he was me wrong

Bartender "Ms Frankie
Honey I can't 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 have I done?
I give lovin' 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, you shoot
Well you know, out from under red kimono"
The gun went rootie toot
She shot that man 'cause he was doin' her

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

it for a while

High Sheriff 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"
Talkin' 'bout that man an' he was doin' her

Frankie she laid in da' house
Now ya' know ain't 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

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