Key: A minor
Verse 1
A
Am
Frankie and Albert were lovers,
Dm
Am
G#
Just like a sister and brother,
this poor inner turtle dove,
G#
A
Am
but he done her wrong.
G#
A
Frankie was a good woman,
A
Dm
Am
She gave Albert a hundred dol lars
G#
C#m
to buy himself some clothes,
G#
A
Am
Now Albert left Frankie a -talkin',
A
G#
went out a pawn parade.
Started drinkin' them hookers' beer
with the money poor Frankie made.
G#
Am
but was doin' her wrong.
G#
A
Now Frankie went out a -huntin',
G#
red petticoat
she had Albert Fig 41.
G#
Am
but was doing her wrong.
A
Am
Frankie went down to the palace,
G#
Am
ordered a schooner of beer.
F#
Am
G#
has my loving man been here?
B
G#
Am
He is my man, but he won't stay home.
G#
A
Am
The bartender says to Frankie,
A
Am
to you I can not lie,
Dm
Am
the old man left here about an hour ago
G#
Am
G#
with a woman called Nellie Bly,
Am
Frankie peeped in that whorehouse window,
didn't think it no harm,
G#
Dm
Am
G#
and there she saw her lover
in another woman's arms.
G#
Am
but was doing her wrong.
for the back door he did scoot.
Dm
Am
G#
Frankie pulled that big 44,
Am
G#
went rooty toot toot toot toot.
He was her man,
A
Am
smoking six gun in her hand.
Dm
G#
Now stand aside you whores and pimps,
I'm looking for my man,
G#
Am
says hold that crazy woman,
G#
rest.
For I've come down here
You were my man,
but you've done me wrong.
Now the First time she shot him,
he staggered,
Am
G#
Am
next time she shot him, he fell.
G#
Am
Third time she shot him, oh,
Lordy,
G#
Am
but he done her wrong.
Am
A
oh, roll me over slow.
Dm
Am
Oh, that bullet in my left side,
G#
C#m
B
oh, God, it hurts me, so I was your man.
G#
Am
but I've done you wrong.
Am
G#
fell down upon her knees,
Dm
Am
crying, oh Miss Johnson,
G#
C#m
will you forgive me please?
G#
B
G#
B
He was my man, he was your son,
E
A
your only one.
Am
G#
Will I forgive you, Frankie?
Am
G#
No, I will forgive you not.
Dm
Am
G#
You done shot down my Albert,
B
G#
A
Am
my only son, my onlyest one.
G#
Am
A rubber -tired buggy and
a decorated hack
but it never brought him back.
what you think it will be?
Sheriff says it looks like
B
G#
He was your man and you shot him down.
G#
But it wasn't murder in the first degree,
A woman just dropped her man
like a hunter drops a bird.
B
Am
He was her man and he done her wrong.
waiting for to go and meet her God
with the sweat dripping out of her hair.
He was a man and he done her wrong
for being a woman, a loving woman,
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