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