[l.d.] "well take it a bit slower"
"this is, this is the, huh, this is the first song I ever learned, actually"
Frankie and johnny were sweethearts
Lordy, how they could love
Swore to be true to each other
Yeah, true to the skies above
He was her man, wouldnt do her no wrong
And frankie and johnny went walkin
And johnny had on a new suit
Yeah, frankie spent one-hundred dollar notes
Just to make her man look cute
He was her man, he wouldnt do her no wrong
Frankie went over to the barroom
Stopped for a bottle of beer
Said to the old bartender man
"has my lover johnny man been here? "
"he was my man, lord, but hed been doin me wrong, so wrong."
Yeah frankie looked over the transom door
And then to her great surprise
There sat her lover man johnny
Makin love to nellie bly
He was her man, but he was doin her wrong
Well frankie lifted up her kimono dress
And she drew (ladaladalala) out a little .44
She shot once, twice, three times (three times) she shot him
And through that hardwood (door) floor
Yeah she shot her man (yeah he was her man)
Well but he been doin her wrong yeah
He said, "roll me over so careful ah
Roll me over so slow,
Oh roll me on to my left hand side,
Because your bullet hurt me so,
I was your man, but I been doin you wrong."
Play it chris!
(instrumental)
Well they sent for frankies mother
Come down to huddys saloon
To see whats the matter with her boy
She come down, frankie looked up at her
Here what she said:
She said, "oh mrs. johnson, oh forgive me please
Well I killed your lovin son, johnny
But Im down on my bended knee
I shot your man, cause he was doin me wrong." ah
She said, "ill forgive you frankie,"
She said, "ill forgive you not, not
For killin my lovin son johnny,
Hes the only support that Ive got,
cause you shot my man and he was doin you wrong."
Well the last time I seen frankie
She was a-sittin in a dungeon cell
She would be there moanin, herself
With no one there to care
She shot her man, a hed been doin her wrong, so wrong
Well bring out the overtime hearse all day long
You gotta bring out the pony and truck hey
Theyre gonna take johnny, johnny to the cemetary (graveyard)
And they aint never coming back
Oh he was her man, oh but he been doin her wrong, so wrong
Well the story aint got no moral, lordy
But the story aint got no end
Well the story only goes to show
That there aint no damn good in men
He was her man, but he was doin her wrong
Yeah, ba-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da-ba-ba-ba-ba
