Slim Dusty – Frankie And Johnny (Guitar)

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Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts. Lordy, Lordy, how they could love!

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Swore to be true to each other, just as true as the stars up above.

           E                          A
He was her man, he wouldn’t do her no wrong.

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Johnny said, "I must be going, But I won't be gone very long"

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"Don't you wait up for me my honey and don't worry over me when I'm gone"

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Cause I'm your man, I'll never do you no wrong."

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Frankie went down to the corner, to buy herself a bucket of beer.

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She says, “Mr, Bartender has my loving Johnny been here?

         E                      A
He is my man. He wouldn’t do me wrong.”

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“I don’t wish to cause you no trouble. I don't wish tell you no lie.

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But saw your Johnny bout an hour ago with a girl named Nellie Bly.

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He is your man, I think he’s doing you wrong.”

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Frankie went home in a hurry. She didn't go home for fun.

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She went home to get a hold of Johnny's shootin' gun.

          E                         A
After her man, who was a-doing' her wrong.

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Frankie went back to the corner. Looked in a window so high.

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There was that no good Johnny. A-making love to Nellie Bly

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He was her man. And He was doing her wrong.

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Frankie drew back her kimona. Pulled out a long forty-four.

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Rooty-toot-toot, three times she shoot right through that hardwood door.

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She shot her man. Cause He was doing her wrong.

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Bring out your rubber-tired buggies. Bring out your horses in black.

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There's a twelve men going to the graveyard and only 'leven are a-coming back

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She shot her man. Cause He was doing her wrong.

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This story has no moral. This story has no end.

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This story just goes to show ya that there ain’t no good in men.

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She shot her man, and he was doing her wrong.