Frankie and were sweet hearts how they could love Vowed to love one Baby 'neath the stars It was her man and he was her wrong
Frankie went to the bar room To get a bucket of beer Say hey to da' lone Say hey has my lovely man been It was my man, an' he was me wrong
Bartender said "Ms I can't tell you no lie He here about an hour ago With that hussie Nelly 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
Albert saw comin', He say "Oh Lord baby, don't you Well you know, out from that red kimono" The gun went rootie toot She shot that man he was doin' her wrong
Boo hoo, boo hoo, boo hoo, boo hoo say baby what have I done? You I shot the only man I loved a cold 41 It was my man an' he was me wrong
it for a while
High come clippety, clippety, clippety, clippety Clippety, clippety, clippety the I say, "Look here Frankie I'm tell ya' You shot yo' man, I'm gon' put cha in da' county jail" Talkin' 'bout man an' he was doin' her wrong
Frankie she in da' jail house Now ya' there ain't no one to go her bail But know big Jim say honey "I'm on you, try to get you outta that jail" Tell about yo' man 'cause he was doin' you
An' our go on
an' Albert were sweethearts Lord how could love Vowed to one another Underneath the above Talkin' 'bout that man an' he was doin' her