Frankie And Johnny

Well, frankie and johnny were sweethearts

Lordy, how they could love

But they swore to be true to each other

Yeah, just true as skies above

He was her man, he wouldn't do her wrong

Well, frankie and johnny went walkin'

Johnny had on a new suit

Yeah, frankie spent one-hundred dollars

Just to make her man look cute

He was her man, he wouldn't do her wrong

"well, frankie, see i'm gonna leave you

But i won't be very long

Don't you wait up for me honey

Don't you worry while i'm gone

I'm your man, i wouldn't do you wrong"

So frankie walked down to the huddie saloon

And she called for a bottle of beer

And she said to the old bartender man

"has my lovin' johnny man been here?

He was my man, but he's been doin' me wrong, so wrong"

"well, see i don't wanna cause you no trouble

Well, i don't wanna tell you no lies

I seen your johnny

Makin' love with nellie bly

He was your man, but he's been doin' you wrong, so wrong"

So frankie walked over to the transom door

And then to her great surprise

There sat her lovin' johnny

Makin' love with nellie bly

He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong, so wrong

So then she lifted up her kimono dress

Drew out a little .44

Rum-tum-tum, three times she shot

Right through that hardwood door

She shot her man, but he was doin' her wrong, so wrong

He said, "roll me over so careful

Hey, roll me over so slow

Roll me onto my left side

Your bullet sure hurt me so

I was your man, but i been doin' you wrong, so wrong"

Well, they sent for frankie's mother

She come down to huddie's saloon

Wond'rin what's a-matter with her boy

"oh, mrs. johnson, see what your son has got

No thumpin', no foot-stompin'

Your lovin' johnny boy been shot

Was your man, but i was doin' you wrong, so wrong"

She said, "oh, mrs. johnson

Oh, forgive me please

Well i killed your lovin' son, johnny

But i'm down on my bended knees

I shot your man, but he was doin' me wrong, so wrong"

She said, "i'll forgive you frankie"

She said, "i'll forgive you not

Oh, you killed my lovin' son, johnny

The only support i've got

'cause you shot my man an' he was doin' you wrong, so wrong"

Well, the last time i seen frankie

She was sittin' in a dungeon cell

Lord, a-weepin', lord, a-moanin'

'cause her soul was goin' down to hell

She shot her man, he was doin' her wrong, so wrong

She said, "now bring out your rubber-tired hearses

Oh, you bring out your pony and trap

I'm gonna take my johnny to the graveyard

I ain't a-gonna bring him back

He was my man, but he was doin' me wrong, so wrong"

Well, this story ain't had no moral

Well, this story ain't got no end

Well this story only goes to show

Ain't no damn good in you men

She shot her man 'cause he was doin' her wrong