Frankie & Johnny Akkorde von
Turk Murphy
Turk Murphy

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Frankie an
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d Johnny were lovers,
oh, how they could love
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They swore to be true to each other,
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just as true as the stars above
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He was her man,
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but he'd done her wrong,
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so wrong
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Well, Johnny said, I've gotta go now,
I won't be very long
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Don't you wait up for me, honey
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Don't you worry while I'm gone
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He was her man
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But he done her wrong, so wrong
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Well, Frankie went down
to the bar room
Ordered up a big glass of beer
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Said, tell me the truth, Mr. Bartender
Has my Johnny Man been
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here? know he's my man
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He been doin' me wrong, so wrong
He said, I ain't gonna
tell you no stories,
ain't gonna tell you no lies,
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your Johnny came by about an hour ago,
with that no good Nellie Bly,
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I know he's your man,
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he's been doing you wrong,
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so wrong
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Well Frankie drank up all her beer,
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ordered up a big glass of gin,
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said ain't it a shame
Mr. Bartender, I've taken to drinking again
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on account of my man
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Well, Frankie went out the dark alley
She didn't go there for fun
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Under her sky blue kimono
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She had a great big .44 gun
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Through using her man
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Well, Frankie went
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down to the hotel
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Looked in a window so high
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There she saw her Johnny
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Messin' round with Nellie Bly
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He was her man
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But he'd done her wrong,
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so wrong
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Well, Johnny saw Frankie comin'
Out the back door he did scoot
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But Frankie took aim with her pistol
And the gun went rooty -toot -toot
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He was her man
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But he'd done her wrong, so wrong
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Now, it wasn't murder
in the second degree
It wasn't murder in the third,
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that woman just dropped her man,
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like a hundred drops of bird,
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he was her man.
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But it done her wrong, so wrong,
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well you better roll out those
rubber -tired carriages,
roll out those rubber -tired hacks.
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They're taking poor Johnny
to that graveyard,
they'll never bring him back,
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he was her man.
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But he's done her wrong, so wrong,
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so wrong
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