Frankie & Albert

Frankie was a good girl Everybody knows Paid one-hundred dollars for Albert's new suit of clothes He was her man but he done her wrong Albert said, "I'm leaving you Won't be gone for long Don't wait for me A-worry about me when I'm gone" He was her man but he done her wrong Frankie went down to the corner saloon Get a bucket of beer Said to the bartender "Has my loving man been here?" He was her man but he done her wrong "Well, I ain't gonna tell you no stories I ain't gonna tell you no lies I saw Albert an hour ago With a gal named Alice Bly" He was her man but he done her wrong Frankie went down to 12th Street Looking up through the window high She saw her Albert there Loving up Alice Bly He was her man, and he done her wrong Frankie pulled out a pistol Pulled out a forty-four Gun went off a rootie-toot-toot And Albert fell on the floor He was her man but he done her wrong Frankie got down upon her knees Took Albert into her lap Started to hug and kiss him But there was no bringing him back He was her man but he done her wrong "Gimme a thousand policemen Throw me into a cell I shot my Albert dead And now I'm going to hell He was my man but he done me wrong" Judge said to the jury "Plain as a thing can be A woman shot her lover down Murder in the second degree" He was her man but he done her wrong Frankie went to the scaffold Calm as a girl could be Turned her eyes up towards the heavens Said, "Nearer, my God, to Thee" He was her man but he done her wrong