Frankie and Johnny were lovers,
They swore to be true to each other,
Frankie went down to the corner
To get her a stein of beer
She asked a big ol' fat bartender
Have my love and Johnny been here
He said, I ain't gonna tell you no story
I ain't gonna tell you no lie
He was here about an hour ago
with that gal they called Nellie Blyde
Frankie went down to the hotel,
she didn't go down there for fun
Under her long red kimono
looking for the man that had
Johnny pulled off his duds
and hat hollered now baby
Frankie pressed her finger on the trigger
and that gun will ready to
This is the end of my story,
this is the end of my song
Frank is down in the county jail,
poor thing down there all alone
She killed her man, or she done her wrong