v.1
Frankie & Johnny were sweethearts
Oh Lord, how they could love
Swore they'd be true to each other
True as the stars above
He was her man, he wouldn't do her wrong

v.2
Frankie went down to the corner
Just for a bucket o'beer
She said "Mr Bartender,"
"Has my lovin' Johnny been here?"
"He's my man, he wouldn't do me wrong"

"I don't wanna cause ya no trouble"
"I ain't gonna tell ya no lie"
"He left outta here about an hour ago"
"With a gal named Alice Fry"
"He was your man, but he's doin' you wrong"

Chorus:
Frankie looked over the transom
She saw to her surprise
There on a cot sat Johnny
Makin love to Alice Fry
He was her man, an' he done her wrong

Frankie drew back her kimona
She took out a little forty-four
Rooty-toot-toot three times she shot
Right through that hardwood door
She shot her man, cuz he was doin' her wrong

Bring out the rubber-top buggy
Bring out the rubber-top hat
I'm takin' my man to the graveyard
But I ain't a-gonna bring him back
Lawd, he was my man, he done me wrong

Bring out a thousand poicemen
Bring 'em around today
Lock me down in the dungeon cell
And throw that key away
I shot my man, he was doin' me wrong