Frankie and Johnny Songtext
von Pete Seeger
Frankie and Johnny Songtext
Frankie and Johnny were lovers
Oh my good Lord, they did love
Swore they′d be true to each other
Just as true as the stars above
He was her man
But he was doing her wrong
Frankie she was a good woman
As everybody knows
Spent a hundred dollars
Just to buy her man some clothes
He was her man
But he was doing her wrong
Frankie went down to the corner
Just for a bucket of beer
Said oh mister bartender
Has my loving Johnny been here
He was my man
But he was doing me wrong
Now, I don't want to tell you no stories
I don′t wanna' tell you no lie
I saw your man about an hour ago
With a gal named Nellie Blie
He was your man
But he was doin' you wrong
Frankie she went down to the hotel
She didn′t go there for fun
Underneath her kamona
She carried a 44 gun
He was her man
But he was doing her wrong
Frankie looked over the transom
To see what she could spy
There sat Johnny on the sofa
Justa′ loving up Nellie Blie
He was her man
But he was doin' her wrong
Frankie got down from that high stool
She didn′t wanna' see no more
Rutty t-toot three times she shot
Right through that hardwood door
He was her man
But he was doin′ her wrong
Now the first time that Frankie shot Johnny
He let out a awful yell
Second time she shot him
There was a new man's space in hell
He was her man
But he was doin′ her wrong
Oh roll-ll me over easy
Roll-ll me over slow
Roll me over on my right side
Cause the left side hurts me so
He was her man
But he was doin' her wrong
Sixteen rubber-tired carriages
Sixteen rubber-tired hacks
They take poor Johnny to the graveyard
And they ain't gonna′ bring him back
He was her man
But he was doing her wrong
Frankie looked out of the jail house
To see what she could see
All she could hear was a two-stringed bow
Cryin′ "Nearer My God to Thee"
He was her man
But he was doin' her wrong
Frankie she said to the sheriff
What do you reckon they′ll do
Sheriff said, "Oh Frankie
It's the electric chair for you."
He was her man
But he was doin′ her wrong
This story has no moral
This story has no end
This story only goes to show
That there ain't no good in men
He was her man
But he was doing her wrong
He was her man
But he was doing her wrong
Oh my good Lord, they did love
Swore they′d be true to each other
Just as true as the stars above
He was her man
But he was doing her wrong
Frankie she was a good woman
As everybody knows
Spent a hundred dollars
Just to buy her man some clothes
He was her man
But he was doing her wrong
Frankie went down to the corner
Just for a bucket of beer
Said oh mister bartender
Has my loving Johnny been here
He was my man
But he was doing me wrong
Now, I don't want to tell you no stories
I don′t wanna' tell you no lie
I saw your man about an hour ago
With a gal named Nellie Blie
He was your man
But he was doin' you wrong
Frankie she went down to the hotel
She didn′t go there for fun
Underneath her kamona
She carried a 44 gun
He was her man
But he was doing her wrong
Frankie looked over the transom
To see what she could spy
There sat Johnny on the sofa
Justa′ loving up Nellie Blie
He was her man
But he was doin' her wrong
Frankie got down from that high stool
She didn′t wanna' see no more
Rutty t-toot three times she shot
Right through that hardwood door
He was her man
But he was doin′ her wrong
Now the first time that Frankie shot Johnny
He let out a awful yell
Second time she shot him
There was a new man's space in hell
He was her man
But he was doin′ her wrong
Oh roll-ll me over easy
Roll-ll me over slow
Roll me over on my right side
Cause the left side hurts me so
He was her man
But he was doin' her wrong
Sixteen rubber-tired carriages
Sixteen rubber-tired hacks
They take poor Johnny to the graveyard
And they ain't gonna′ bring him back
He was her man
But he was doing her wrong
Frankie looked out of the jail house
To see what she could see
All she could hear was a two-stringed bow
Cryin′ "Nearer My God to Thee"
He was her man
But he was doin' her wrong
Frankie she said to the sheriff
What do you reckon they′ll do
Sheriff said, "Oh Frankie
It's the electric chair for you."
He was her man
But he was doin′ her wrong
This story has no moral
This story has no end
This story only goes to show
That there ain't no good in men
He was her man
But he was doing her wrong
He was her man
But he was doing her wrong
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