Frankie and Johnnie-Riley Puckett

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Frankie and Johnnie-Riley Puckett
Puckett, vocal and guitar in C position, standard tuning, unknown accordion and mandolin

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

Frankie went down to the corner, she called for a bottle of beer
She said, "Mr. bartender, has my lovin' Johnnie been here?
He's my man, he wouldn't do me wrong."

"I don't want to cause you no trouble, I ain't gonna tell you no lie.
I saw your lover about an hour ago with a girl named Nellie Frye.
If he's your man, Lord, he's doin' you wrong."

Frankie peeped over the transom, she saw, to her surprise
A-there on the couch sat Johnnie, makin' love to Nellie Bly
He was her man, he was doin' her wrong

Frankie drew back her kimono, pulled out a little .44
Rooty-toot-toot, three times she shot, right through that hardwood door
Lord, she shot her man, but he'd done her wrong

"Bring out your rubber-tired buggies, also your double-seated hacks.
Takin' my baby to the graveyard, but it sure won't bring him back.
Lord, he was my man, but he done me wrong."

"Bring out a thousand policemen, bring 'em around mid-day.
Lock me down in that dungeon cell and throw the key away.
I shot my man, but he'd done me wrong."

Frankie said to the jailer, "What are they going to do?
The jailer, he said to Frankie, "It's just electric chair for you.
You shot your man, but he'd done 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
Lord, he was her man, he wouldn't do her wrong

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