Frankie, she was a fine-looking woman, had a man named Johnny And she loved him, Lord, she laid down a hundred for a suit of clothes Don't you see them, walking arm-in-arm down along Canal Street Frankie loved Johnny and, Lord, everybody knows
Frankie, she came home one evening just a little bit early And she thought, ought to stop at the corner for a bottle of beer She sat there, and she told her troubles to the fat bartender Says, "Hey, Fat Daddy, has my Johnny man been here?"
He said, "Frankie", he said, "I'm terrible sorry that you asked me that question 'Cause you know, and I know, I'm 'bout as honest as a man can be Saw Johnny, he was walking down Main and a-feeling no pain Just slipping and a-sliding with a gal named Annabel Lee"
Frankie said, "Oh no, no, it can't be so 'Cause I know, I know my candy man wouldn't treat me wrong" She sat there, had a few more beers, shed a few more tears Said, "I'm tired of getting this mean old run around"
Then Frankie, well, she got out of the taxi at the corner of Clark Street Looked up, she saw Johnny and Annabel swinging there Pulled out, took deadly aim with a 44 pistol And shot her Johnny in the middle of his big affair
You know, Frankie, she was a fine-looking woman, had a man named Johnny And she loved him, so much she laid down a hundred for a suit of clothes Don't you see them, pretty as they were, walking arm-in-arm down along Canal Street Frankie loved Johnny and, Lord, everybody Whole neighborhood was a-talkin' about it Frankie loved Johnny and, Lord, everybody knows! Yeah!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
