Lonnie Donegan - Frankie and Johnny lyrics

Well, frankie and johnny were sweethearts Lordy, how they could love But they swore to be true to each other Yeah, just true as skies above He was her man, he wouldn't do her wrong Well, frankie and johnny went walkin' Johnny had on a new suit Yeah, frankie spent one-hundred dollars Just to make her man look cute He was her man, he wouldn't do her wrong "well, frankie, see i'm gonna leave you But i won't be very long Don't you wait up for me honey Don't you worry while i'm gone I'm your man, i wouldn't do you wrong" So frankie walked down to the huddie saloon And she called for a bottle of beer And she said to the old bartender man "has my lovin' johnny man been here? He was my man, but he's been doin' me wrong, so wrong" "well, see i don't wanna cause you no trouble Well, i don't wanna tell you no lies I seen your johnny Makin' love with nellie bly He was your man, but he's been doin' you wrong, so wrong" So frankie walked over to the transom door And then to her great surprise There sat her lovin' johnny Makin' love with nellie bly He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong, so wrong So then she lifted up her kimono dress Drew out a little .44 Rum-tum-tum, three times she shot Right through that hardwood door She shot her man, but he was doin' her wrong, so wrong He said, "roll me over so careful Hey, roll me over so slow Roll me onto my left side Your bullet sure hurt me so I was your man, but i been doin' you wrong, so wrong" Well, they sent for frankie's mother She come down to huddie's saloon Wond'rin what's a-matter with her boy "oh, mrs. johnson, see what your son has got No thumpin', no foot-stompin' Your lovin' johnny boy been shot Was your man, but i was doin' you wrong, so wrong" She said, "oh, mrs. johnson Oh, forgive me please Well i k**ed your lovin' son, johnny But i'm down on my bended knees I shot your man, but he was doin' me wrong, so wrong" She said, "i'll forgive you frankie" She said, "i'll forgive you not Oh, you k**ed my lovin' son, johnny The only support i've got 'cause you shot my man an' he was doin' you wrong, so wrong" Well, the last time i seen frankie She was sittin' in a dungeon cell Lord, a-weepin', lord, a-moanin' 'cause her soul was goin' down to hell She shot her man, he was doin' her wrong, so wrong She said, "now bring out your rubber-tired hearses Oh, you bring out your pony and trap I'm gonna take my johnny to the graveyard I ain't a-gonna bring him back He was my man, but he was doin' me wrong, so wrong" Well, this story ain't had no moral Well, this story ain't got no end Well this story only goes to show Ain't no damn good in you men She shot her man 'cause he was doin' her wrong