Frankie and Johnny
Frankie and me we were loversOh Lordy how we could loveSwore we'd be true to each otherJust as true as stars aboveI was her man, she caught me doing her wrong.
My luck in poker was fadingWhen a new gal caught my eyeI gambled, I tried to change my luckWith a chick named Nellie BlyI was Frankie's man but I was doing her wrong.
Yeah! Frankie came looking to find meYes, she wasn't looking for funFor in her sweet loving handShe was totin' a 44 gunTo shoot her man if he was doin' her wrong
Well Frankie walked into the bar roomAnd right there in front of her eyesThere was her loving JohnnyMaking love to that Nellie BlyI was her man, she caught me doing her wrong.
Frankie, I beg, Please don't shoot meWell they'll put you away in a cellYou know they'll put your where the cold wind blowsFrom the hottest corner in hellI'm your man, I know I done you wrong.
Easy on the roll, real easyEasy on the roll, real slowRoll me over real gently'Cause my wound hurts me soWell I was her manWell I done her wrong
Well Frankie told JohnnyWell this is the end of my songI was her man, well I done her wrongWell, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyDone her wrong.