Frankie and Johnny - Jimmy Rogers

Frankie and Johnny was sweethearts, oh Lord how they did love

Swore to be true to each other, true as the stars above

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

Frankie went down to the corner, just for a bucket of beer

She says, Mr Bartender has my loving Johnny been here

He’s my man, he wouldn’t do me wrong

I don’t want cause you no trouble, I ain’t gonna tell you no lie

I saw your lover an hour ago with a gal named Nellie Bligh

He was your man, but he’s doing you wrong

Frankie looked over the transom, she saw to her surprise

There on a cot sat Johnny, making love to Nellie Bligh

He is my man, and he’s doing me wrong

Frankie drew back her kimono, she took out a little 44

Rooty toot toot, three times she shot, right through that hardwood door

Shot her man, he was doing her wrong

Bring out the rubber tied buggy, bring out the rubber tied hack

I’m taking my man to the graveyard, but I ain’t gonna bring him back

Lord, he was my man, and he done me wrong

Bring out a thousand policemen, bring 'em around today

To lock me down in the dungeon cell, and throw that key away

I shot my man, he was doing me wrong

Frankie she said to the warden what are they going to do

The warden he said to Frankie, it’s electric chair for you

Cause you shot your man, he was doing you wrong

This story has no moral, this story has no end

This story just goes to show, that there ain’t no good in men

He was her man, and he done her wrong