Luyện nghe bài hát Frankie's Man Johnny

Well now Frankie and were sweethearts
They were true as a blue sky
He was a long-legged guitar picker with a wicked eye
But he was her man all of the time

Well Johnny he up to leave her but he promised he'd be back
He said he had a pickin' to do a little farther down the track
He said "I'm your man I do you wrong"

Well Frankie curled up on the sofa thinkin' her man
Far away the couples dancing to the music of his band
He was Frankie's man he wasn't doin' her

Then in the door walked a redhead Johnny saw her right away
She came by the bandstand to watch him while he played
He was Frankie's man but she was far

He sang every song to the redhead she back at him
Then he and sat at her table where the lights were low and dim
What Frankie didn't wouldn't hurt her none

Then the redhead jumped up and him
She slapped him a or two
She "I'm Frankie's sister and I was checking up on you"
If you're her man you better treat her

Well the moral of this story is be but carry a stick
Sometimes it looks like a guitar picker just can't tell to pick
He was Frankie's man and he still done her wrong