Luyện nghe bài hát Frankie and Albert

Frankie and Albert were sweet
how they could love
Vowed to love one
Baby the stars above
It was her man and he was her wrong

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

Bartender "Ms Frankie
I can't tell you no lie
He left here about an ago
With that hussie Nelly Bly
It was your man, he was you wrong"

Frankie, she cried, she cried, she
Lord what have I
I give 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 that red kimono"
The gun rootie toot toot
She shot that man 'cause he was her wrong

Boo hoo, boo hoo, boo hoo, boo hoo
Frankie say baby have I done?
You I shot 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, clippety the
I say, "Look here I'm gon' tell ya'
You done yo' man,
I'm gon' put cha in da' county jail"
Talkin' 'bout that man an' he was her wrong

she laid in da' jail house
Now ya' there ain't no one to go her bail
But 'cha big Jim say honey
"I'm workin' on you, try to get you that jail"
about yo' man 'cause he was doin' you wrong

An' our go on

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