Luyện nghe bài hát Frankie's Man Johnny

Well now Frankie and Johnny were
were true as a blue blue sky
He was a guitar picker with a wicked wanderin' eye
But he was her man nearly all of the

Well Johnny he up to leave her but he promised he'd be back
He said he had a little pickin' to do a little farther the track
He "I'm your man I wouldn't do you wrong"

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

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

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

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

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