Cat. #0959 (MFH #193) - As sung by Ollie Gilbert, Mountain View, Arkansas on February 9, 1970
VERSE 1
Frankie an' Johnny was sweethearts
Lord, Lord, how they did love
Swore t' be true to each other
True as th stars above
He was her man, but he done her wrong
VERSE 2
Frank went down to th bar room
She ordered a glass of beer
She asked th bartender
Had lovin' Johnny been here
He's my man, but he's doin' me wrong
VERSE 3
I don't want t' cause you no trouble
But don't aim to tell you no lie
Your man left here, 'bout an hour ago
With a girl named, Nella Bly
He's your man, he's doin' you wrong
VERSE 4
Frankie went down to the corner
Met her surprise
She saw her Johnny,
Makin love to Nella Bly
He's my man, but he's doin' me wrong
VERSE 5
Frankie pulled back her kamodo
Sh' took out a little forty four
Ruty-te-fruit, three times she shot
Thru that hardwood door
Shot her man, he was doin' wrong
VERSE 6
Bring in your rubber tire buggy
O, bring in your rubber tire hack
Taken my Johnny to th graveyard
But I don't aim t' bring 'im back
He was my man, but he done me wrong
VERSE 7
This story has no moral
This story has no end
This story goes, just to show
That it ain't no good in men
He was my man, but 'e done me wrong