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Frankie and Johnny
[C]Frankie and Johnny were lovers
Lordy how they could love
[F]Frankie was loyal to Johnny
True as all the stars above
He was her [C]man
But he was [G]doing her [C]wrong
Frankie went down to the barroom
To pick up a bucket of beer
Frankie did ask the bartender
Has my lover Johnny been here?
He is my man, I think he's doing me wrong.
Ain't gonna tell you no stories
Ain't gonna tell you no lies
I seen your lover Johnny
With a gal named Nellie Bly
He's your man, I think he's doing you wrong
Frankie looked over the transome
Found to her great surprise
There on the bed lay Johnny
making love to Nellie Bly
He's her man, he's doing her wrong
Frankie drew back her kimono
Took out a big fourty-four
Root toot toot, that gal did shoot
Right through that hardwood floor
She shot her man, cause he was doing her wrong
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