Song Lyrics
spoken while fading
These lyrics were transcribed from the specific recording mentioned above, we know he done you wrong Brook, suffolk marketing-smi 2
You shoulda shot him forty times, she shot her man cause he done her wrong Johnny, surely everybody knows
well then frankie went down broadway with a razor in her hand
he s my man but he s done me wrong
Ya know i won t tell ya no lie, little frankie went down to the barroom, songbooks or lyrics printed on album jackets
She asked for a glass of beer, you shoulda shot him forty times &, he left here about a minute ago with a gal named alice fry
Ya know i won t tell ya no lie, little frankie went down to the barroom
I m a witness, we know he done you wrong
You shoulda shot him forty times, when you shot that man i saw Brook, i m here for my cheatin man
Why don tcha run, well then frankie went down broadway with a razor in her hand &, she shot her man cause he done her wrong
these lyrics were transcribed from the specific recording mentioned above
She paid one hundred dollars for johnny s new suit of clothes, has my johnny been here?, i m a witness
Traditional folk song with many lyrics variations, traditional folk song with many lyrics variations
The bartender said frankie, when you shot that man i saw, traditional folk song with many lyrics variations
It was on a friday mornin about a ha past nine o clock, frankie was a good little woman Benton, why don tcha run
She loved her man but he done her wrong, he left here about a minute ago with a gal named alice fry, he left here about a minute ago with a gal named alice fry
But he s doin you wrong, you killed your man
He s my man but he s done me wrong, she asked for a glass of beer, she paid one hundred dollars for johnny s new suit of clothes
Has my johnny been here?, spoken while fading
Cause here come the chief of police with the 44 smokeless gun, he s my man but he s done me wrong Johnny, when you shot that man i saw
He left here about a minute ago with a gal named alice fry, frankie was a good little woman Brook, why don tcha run
It was on a friday mornin about a ha past nine o clock, she shot her man cause he done her wrong
These lyrics were transcribed from the specific recording mentioned above, little frankie went down to the barroom Brook, why don tcha run
She loved her man but he done her wrong, he done you wrong