Now Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts Oh Lord, how they did love Swore to be true to each other true as the stars above He was her man but he wouldn't do her wrong. Now Frankie went down to the corner Just for a bucket of beer She said Mr Bartender has my loving Johnny been here He's my man, he wouldn't do me wrong. I don't want to cause you no trouble Woman, I ain't gonna lie But I saw your lover an hour ago With a girl named Nellie Blie He's your man but he's doin' you wrong. Now Frankie looked over the transom She saw to her surprise There on the cab sat Johnny Making love to Nellie Blie He's my man, but he's doin' me wrong. Frankie threw back her comona Took out her little 44Rutty too-too three times she shot right through That hardwood door Shot her man, he was doin' her wrong. Now bring out your rubber tired hearses Bring out your rubber tired hack I'm taken said the man to the graveyardbut only six of 'em called him back He was my man but he done me wrong. Bring round a thousand policemen Bring 'em around today To lock me down in that dungeon cell And throw that key away I shot my man, he was doin' me wrong. Now Frankie she said to the warden What are they goin' to do The warden he said to Frankie It's the electric chair for you You shot your man, he was doin' you wrong. Now this story has no moral This story has no end This story just goes to show That there ain't no good in man He was her man, but he done her wrong...