Pete Seeger – Frankie And Johnny (Guitar)

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Oh my good Lord they did love

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Swore they'd be true to each other

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Just as true as the stars above

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He was her man… But he was doin' her wrong

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Frankie she was a good woman

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As everybody knows

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Spent a hundred dollars

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Just to buy her man some clothes

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He was her man… But he was doin' her wrong

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Frankie went down to the corner

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Just for a bucket of beer

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Said, "Oh Mr. Bartender,

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Has my lovin' Johnny been here?"

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"He was my man… But he was doin' me wrong"

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"Now I don't wanna tell you no stories

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I don't wanna tell you no lies

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I saw your man about an hour ago

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With a gal named Nellie Blye"

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"He was your man… But he was doin' you wrong"

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Frankie she went down to the hotel

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She didn't go there for fun

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Underneath her comona

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She carried a .44 gun

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He was her man… But he was doin' her wrong

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Frankie looked over the transom

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To see what she could spy

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There sat Johnny on the sofa

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Just a-lovin' up Nellie Blye

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He was her man… But he was doin' her wrong

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Frankie got down from that high stool

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She didn't wanna see no more

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Rooty toot toot three times she shot

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Right through that hardwood door

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He was her man… But he was doin' her wrong

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Now the first time that Frankie shot Johnny

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He let out an awful yell

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Second time she shot him

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There was a new man's face in hell

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He was her man… But he was doin' her wrong

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Oh roll me over easy

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Roll me over slow

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Roll me over on the right side

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'Cause the left side hurts me so

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He was her man… But he was doin' her wrong

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Sixteen rubber tired carriages

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Sixteen rubber tired hacks

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They'll take poor Johnny to the graveyard

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And they ain't gonna bring him back

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He was her man… But he was doin' her wrong

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Frankie looked out of the jailhouse

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To see what she could see

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All she could hear as a two-stringed bow cryin'

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Nearer my God to Thee

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He was her man… But he was doin' her wrong

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Frankie she said to the sheriff

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"What do you reckon they'll do?"

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Sheriff said, "Old Frankie,

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It's the 'lectric chair for you"

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He was her man… But he was doin' her wrong

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This story has no moral

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This story has no end

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This story only goes to show

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That there ain't no good in men

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He was her man… But he was doin' her wrong

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He was her man… But he was doin' her wrong