Frankie and Johnny Lyrics
Frankie and Johnny - Lonnie Donegan
Written by：Trad Arr Donegan
Well Frankie and johnny were sweethearts
Lordy how they could love
But they swore to be true to each other
Yeah just true as skies above
He was her man he wouldn't do her wrong
Well Frankie and johnny went walking
Johnny had on a new suit
Yeah Frankie spent one hundred dollars
Just to make her man look cute
He was her man he wouldn't do her wrong
Well Frankie see I'm gonna leave you
But I won't be very long
Don't you wait up for me honey
Don't you worry while I'm gone
I'm your man I wouldn't do you wrong
So Frankie walked down to the huddle saloon
And she called for a bottle of beer
And she said to the old bartender man
Has my loving johnny man been here
He was my man
But he's been doing me wrong
So wrong
Well see I don't wanna cause you no trouble
Well I don't wanna tell you no lies
I seen your johnny
Making love with Nellie bly
He was your man
But he's been doing you wrong so wrong
So Frankie walked over to the transom door
And then to her great surprise
There sat her loving johnny
Making love with Nellie bly
He was her man
But he was doing her wrong so wrong
So then she lifted up her kimono dress
Drew out a little 44
Rum tum tum three times she shot right
Through that hardwood door
She shot her man
But he was doing her wrong so wrong
He said roll me over so careful
Hey roll me over so slow
Roll me onto my left side
Your bullet sure hurt me so
I was your man
But I been doing you wrong so wrong
Well they sent for Frankie's mother
She come down to huddle's saloon
Wond 'rin what's a matter with her boy
Oh Mrs Johnson
See what your son has got
No thumping no foot stomping
Your loving johnny boy been shot
Was your man
But I was doing you wrong so wrong
She said oh Mrs Johnson
Oh forgive me please
Well I killed your loving son johnny
But I'm down on my bended knees
I shot your man
But he was doing me wrong so wrong
She said I'll forgive you Frankie
She said I'll forgive you not
Oh you killed my loving son johnny
The only support I've got
You shot my man
An he was doing you wrong so wrong
Well the last time I seen Frankie
She was sitting in a dungeon cell
Lord a weeping lord a moaning
Cause her soul was going down to hell
She shot her man
He was doing her wrong so wrong
She said
Now bring out your rubber tired hearses
Oh you bring out your pony and trap
I'm gonna take my johnny to the graveyard
I ain't a gonna bring him back
He was my man
But he was doing me wrong so wrong
Well this story ain't had no moral
Well this story ain't got no end
Well this story only goes to show
Ain't no damn good in you men
She shot her man
Cause he was doing her wrong