Frankie and Johnny were lovers
Long gone, but only good love
Swore they'd be true to each other
True as the stars above
He was her man and he was doing her wrong
Frankie went 'round the corner
To get a bucket of beer
Said to the man called the bartender
"Have you seen my Johnny here?
He's my man and I loves him so"
"I ain't gonna tell you no stories
I ain't gonna tell you no lies
I saw your man Johnny leave 'bout an hour ago
With that girl named Nellie Blye
He's your man and he's doing you wrong"
Frankie went 'round to that hop joint
Brought along a great big .44
She went inside and there she spied
Johnny on the floor
He was her man and he was doing her wrong
Oh, turn me over Frankie
Turn me over slow
Turn me over on my right side, Frankie
Why did you shoot so low?
He was my man and he done me wrong
Rubber-tired coaches, rubber-tired hacks
It's gonna take my man to the graveyard
And never gonna bring him back
He was my man and he done me wrong
Bring all your million policemen
Bring all your million jails
Throw the key to the St. Lawrence River
Nobody's gonna lower my bail
He was my man and he done me wrong