We are doing this ballad in english
and i love it
so i thought i would share it with everyone
Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts
Lordy how they did love
They swore to be true to each other
As true as the stars above
He was her man
He would not do her wrong
Frankie went down to the corner
Just to get a bucket of beer
She said Mr. bartender
Has my loving Johnny been here?
He is my man, he would not do me wrong
I is not gonna tell you no story
I is not gonna tell you no lie
Johnny left here about an hour ago
With a gal named Nellie Bly
If he is your man, he is doing you wrong
Frankie looked over the transom
And much to her surprise
There on a cot sat Johnny
Making love to Nellie Bly
She said, "He is my man
But he is doing me wrong"
Frankie pulled back her komono
Pulled out her old .44
Root-a-toot-toot that gal did shoot
Right through that hardwood door
She shot her man
Because he was doing her wrong
Roll out your rubber tired buggy
Roll out your rubber tired hack
She is taking her man to the graveyard
But she is not going to bring him back
She shot her man
Because he was doing her wrong
This story has no moral
This story has no end
This story goes to show
That you can nott put your trust in men
She shot her man
Because he was doing her wrong
