It was your man, he was doing you wrong"
Boo hoo, boo hoo, boo hoo, boo hoo
"Oh Lord baby, don't you shoot
Lord how they could love
He took my love and run
I'm gon' hafta' put cha in da' county jail"
Frankie she laid in da' jail house
Underneath the stars above
High Sheriff come clippety, clippety, clippety, clippety
Now ya' know there ain't no one to go her bail
Clippety, clippety, clippety the trail
With that hussie named Nelly Bly
I say, "Look here Frankie I'm gon' tell ya'
Baby 'neath the stars above
It was my man an' he was doin' me wrong
An' our story go on
She shot that man 'cause he was doin' her wrong
But 'cha know big Jim say honey
Albert saw Frankie comin', He say
Say hey has my lovely man been here?
Vowed to love one another
Vowed to love one another
It was my man, and he was doing me wrong
Play it for a while
I done give lovin' to this man
Frankie went down to the bar room
To get herself a bucket of beer
Tell about yo' man 'cause he was doin' you wrong
Lord what have I done?
It was my man, an' he was doing me wrong
Say hey to da' lone bartender
It was her man and he was doin' her wrong
You know I shot the only man I loved a cold 41
Frankie an' Albert were sweethearts
Well you know, out from under that red kimono"
Bartender said "Ms Frankie
"I'm workin' on you, try to get you outta that jail"
Talkin' 'bout that man an' he was doin' her wrong
He left here about an hour ago
Honey I can't tell you no lie
Frankie say baby what have I done?
You done shot yo' man,
The gun went rootie toot toot
Frankie, she cried, she cried, she cried
