Frankie and Johnny was sweethearts, oh Lord how they did love
Swore to be true to each other, true as the stars above
He was her man, he wouldn't do her wrong

Frankie went down to the corner, just for a bucket of beer
She says, Mr Bartender has my loving Johnny been here
He's my man, he wouldn't do me wrong

I don't want cause you no trouble, I ain't gonna tell you no lie
I saw your lover an hour ago with a gal named Nellie Bligh
He was your man, but he's doing you wrong

Frankie looked over the transom, she saw to her surprise
There on a cot sat Johnny, making love to Nellie Bligh
He is my man, and he's doing me wrong

Frankie drew back her kimono, she took out a little 44
Rooty toot toot, three times she shot, right through that hardwood door
Shot her man, he was doing her wrong

Bring out the rubber tied buggy, bring out the rubber tied hack
I'm taking my man to the graveyard, but I ain't gonna bring him back
Lord, he was my man, and he done me wrong

Bring out a thousand policemen, bring 'em around today
To lock me down in the dungeon cell, and throw that key away
I shot my man, he was doing me wrong

Frankie said to the warden what are they going to do
The warden he said to Frankie, it's electric chair for you
Cause you shot your man, he was doing you wrong

This story has no moral, this story has no end
This story just goes to show, that there ain't no good in men
He was her man, and he done her wrong