Frankie and were sweet hearts Lord how could love Vowed to one another 'neath the stars above It was her man and he was her wrong
Frankie down to the bar room To get herself a bucket of Say hey to da' bartender 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 what have I done? I done lovin' to this man He took my and run It was my man, and he was me wrong
saw Frankie comin', He say "Oh Lord baby, you shoot you know, out from under that red kimono" The gun went toot toot She shot that man 'cause he was her wrong
Boo hoo, boo hoo, boo hoo, boo hoo Frankie say what have I done? You know I the only man I loved 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 tell ya' You done yo' man, I'm hafta' put cha in da' county 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 know big Jim say "I'm workin' on you, try to get you that jail" Tell about yo' man 'cause he was doin' you
An' our go on
an' Albert were sweethearts Lord how they could Vowed to love one Underneath the stars Talkin' 'bout man an' he was doin' her wrong