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