Lyrics
Frankie and Johnny Were lovers, O lordy how they could love
They swore to be true to each other, As true as the stars above,
He was her man, but he did her wrong.
Johnny said I've got to leave you, but I won't be very long
Don't you wait up for me honey, don't worry while I'm gone,
Cause I'm your man, I'll never do you wrong.
Ain't gonna ask you no questions, ain't gonna tell you no lies,
Your Johnny man was here about an hour ago, with a gal named Nellie Bly,
He is your man, but he's a doin' you wrong
Now Frankie's dad was a POliceman, and he owned a forty four,
Frankie went home and got that gun, from her father's dresser drawer,
She loved her man, but he's a doin her wrong
Frankie came lookin' for Johnny, But she wasn't looking for fun
For in her sweet and loving hand She was totin' a
44 gun
To shoot her man if he was doin' her wrong
Well Frankie walked into the bar room And right there in front of her eyes
There was her lyin' Johnny Making love to that Nellie Bly
he was her man, she caught him doing her wrong.
Roll out your rubber tired hearse boys, Rollout your rubber tired hack,
There's 11 men goin to the grave yard today, and there's only ten a coming
back,
He was her man, but he did her wrong.!
Frankie and Johnny Were lovers, O lordy how they could love
They swore to be true to each other, As true as the stars above,
He was her man, but he did her wrong.
Well this is the end of the story, Well this is the end of my song
The story might be true or the story might be false But you listened to this
song,
He was her man, but he done her wrong
Young men listen to this story, young men listen to this song,
If you love a little gal, and you tell her so, You'd better never do her wrong,
You know the song, So never do her wrong.
never do her wrong.
They swore to be true to each other, As true as the stars above,
He was her man, but he did her wrong.
Johnny said I've got to leave you, but I won't be very long
Don't you wait up for me honey, don't worry while I'm gone,
Cause I'm your man, I'll never do you wrong.
Ain't gonna ask you no questions, ain't gonna tell you no lies,
Your Johnny man was here about an hour ago, with a gal named Nellie Bly,
He is your man, but he's a doin' you wrong
Now Frankie's dad was a POliceman, and he owned a forty four,
Frankie went home and got that gun, from her father's dresser drawer,
She loved her man, but he's a doin her wrong
Frankie came lookin' for Johnny, But she wasn't looking for fun
For in her sweet and loving hand She was totin' a
44 gun
To shoot her man if he was doin' her wrong
Well Frankie walked into the bar room And right there in front of her eyes
There was her lyin' Johnny Making love to that Nellie Bly
he was her man, she caught him doing her wrong.
Roll out your rubber tired hearse boys, Rollout your rubber tired hack,
There's 11 men goin to the grave yard today, and there's only ten a coming
back,
He was her man, but he did her wrong.!
Frankie and Johnny Were lovers, O lordy how they could love
They swore to be true to each other, As true as the stars above,
He was her man, but he did her wrong.
Well this is the end of the story, Well this is the end of my song
The story might be true or the story might be false But you listened to this
song,
He was her man, but he done her wrong
Young men listen to this story, young men listen to this song,
If you love a little gal, and you tell her so, You'd better never do her wrong,
You know the song, So never do her wrong.
never do her wrong.
