Frankie and Albert

Frankie and Albert were sweet hearts Lord how they could love Vowed to love one another Baby 'neath the stars above It was her man and he was doin' her wrong Frankie went down to the bar room To get herself a bucket of beer Say hey to da' lone bartender Say hey has my lovely man been here? It was my man,an' he was doing me wrong Bartender said "Ms Frankie Honey I can't tell you no lie He left here about an hour ago With that hussie named Nelly Bly It was your man,he was doing you wrong" Frankie,she cried,she cried,she cried Lord what have I done? I done give lovin' to this man He tookmy love and run It was my man,and he was doing me wrong Albert saw Frankie comin',He say "Oh lord baby,don't you shoot Well you know,out from under that red kimono" The gun went rootie toot toot She shot that man 'cause he was doin' her wrong Boo hoo,boo.hoo,boo hoo,boo,hoo Frankie say baby what have I done? You know I shot the only man I loved a cold 41 It was my man an' he was doin'me wrong Play it for a while High Sheriff come clippety,clippety,clippety,clippety Clippety,clippety,clippety the trail I say,"Look here Frankie I'm gone' tell ya' You done shot yo' man, I'm gon' hafta put cha in da county jail" Talkin ' 'bout that man an he was doin' her wrong Frankie she laid in da jail house Now ya' know there ain't no one to go her bail But cha know big Jim say honey I'm workin on you ,try to get you outta that jail Tell about yo man cause he was doin you wrong An' our story go on Frankie an Albert were sweethearts Lord how they could love Vowed to love one another Underneath the staes above Talkin bout that man an he was doin her wrong