Classic Poem

Frankie was a good girlEverybody knowsShe paid a hundred dollarsFor Albert's one suit of clothes
He's her man
And he done her wrong

Frankie went down to the corner saloonDidn't go to be gone longShe peeped through the keyhole of the doorAnd spied Albert in Alice's arms
He's my man
And he done me wrong

Frankie called AlbertAlbert says, I don't hearIf you don't come to the woman you loveGonna haul you outa here
You's my man
And you done me wrong

Frankie shot old AlbertAnd she shot him three or four timesSaid, Stroll back out the smoke of my gunLet me see is Albert dying
He's my man
And he done me wrong

Frankie and the judge walked down the standWalked out side by sideThe judge said to Frankie,You gonna be justified
For killing a man
And he done you wrong

Dark was the nightCold was on the groundThe last word I heard Frankie say,I done laid old Albert down
He's my man
And he done me wrong

I ain't gonna tell you no storyAnd I ain't gonna tell no lieWell Albert passed about an hour agoWith a girl you call Alice Fry
He's your man
And he done you wrong