Rory Block - Frankie and Albert lyrics

Frankie was a good woman Ev'rybody knows She paid a hundred dollar bill For little Albert a suit of clothes For he's my man, my gambling man Frankie went out to the barroom She ordered up a gla** of beer Said she to the bartender "Is my little Albert here? For he's my man, my gambling man" "Not a-gonna tell you any Frankie Not a-gonna tell you no lies He left here just about a moment ago With a girl named Alice Fry For he's your man, your gambling man" Frankie went out a-walking She did not go for fun For under her apron she had concealed A forty-four (Dansen???) gun "Gonna murder the man that done me wrong" "Please don't murder me, Frankie Please don't murder me now For I love you, indeed I do I know my love is true But I'm the man that done you wrong" "Turn me over, Frankie Turn me over slow Please don't touch my wounded side My heart will overflow But I'm the man that done you wrong"