Frankie And Johnny Lyrics - Lonnie Donegan

[L.D.] 

We'll 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, wouldn't 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 wouldn't 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 he'd 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! 

Well they sent for Frankie's mother 

Come down to Huddy's saloon 

To see what's 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 I'm down on my bended knee 

I shot your man, 'cause he was doin' me wrong. ah 

She said, I'll forgive you Frankie, 

She said, I'll forgive you not, not 

For killin' my lovin' son Johnny, 

He's the only support that I've 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 he'd been doin' her wrong, so wrong 

Well bring out the overtime hearse all day long 

You gotta bring out the pony and truck hey 

They're gonna take Johnny, Johnny to the cemetery (graveyard) 

And they ain't never coming back 

Oh he was her man, oh but he been doin' her wrong, so wrong 

Well the story ain't got no moral, Lordy 

But the story ain't got no end 

Well the story only goes to show 

That there ain't 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