Well, Frankie
She was a fine lookin' woman, had a man named Johnnie
And she loved him
Layed down a hundred for a suit of clothes
Don't you see them walkin' arm-in-arm down along Canal
Sparkin' Frankie loved Johnnie boy, ev'rybody knows
Well now, Frankie, she came home one evening just a little bit early
And she thought
"I wanna stop at the corner for a bottle o' beer"
So she stopped there
And she started talkin' to the barkeep man
She said, "Sometime, Daddy, has my lovely Johnnie man been here?"
He said, "Frankie
Well I'm awful sorry you asked me that question
Cause you know
I'm about as honest as a man can be
About Johnnie
He was walkin' down the lane and a feelin' no pain
He was slippin' and a-slidin' with a girl named Annabelle Lee
Then Frankie
She got into the taxi and she said to the driver "Now Listen
Don't you stop for nothin on the way down town
I got
I got a 45 here and I'm makin it clear
I'm tired of gettin' that mean old run-around."
Well Frankie
She got out at Park Street and she looked out the window
And she saw
She saw Johnnie and Annabelle swingin' there
So Frankie
She took deadly aim on the deadly game
And she shot her man in the middle of his big affair
Now you
You heard a story bout Frankie and a man named Johnnie and
You know
That's a bloody game as it's ever been played and
The moral
Of this sad tale I'mma tellin' you
If you gotta fool around then you better pull the shade
Oh yeah
Well, Frankie loved Johnnie boy
Everybody
Whole neighborhood was talkin' all about it
Frankie loved Johnnie boy
That's what they all say!
Lyrics Submitted by Gracen Atkinson