Chords for FRANKIE and JOHNNIE - Frank Crumit - 1927

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_ _ [C] [G] Frankie and Johnny [C] were lovers, oh [G] lord how they [C] did love.
[F] For to be true to each other, just as true [F#m] as the [C] stars up above,
He [G] was a man, he wouldn't [C] do her wrong. _ _
_ [F] Frankie went down to the [C] corner, _ [F] just for a [C] bucket of beer,
[F] She said, Mr.
Bartender, has my lovin' Johnny [C] been here?
He is [G] my man, he wouldn't do [C] me wrong. _ _
_ Don't wanna [G] cause [C] you no trouble, _ don't wanna [G] tell [C] you no lie,
[F] But I saw your lover half an hour ago, with a girl named [C] Nellie Bly.
He is [G] your man, but he's doin' [C] you wrong. _ _
_ [F] Frankie looked over [C] the fence, _ [F] there to her great [C] surprise,
[F] There on the couch sat Johnny, makin' [F#m] love to Nellie [C] Bly.
He was [G] her man, _ he wasn't [C] doin' her wrong. _ _ _
Frankie threw back her kimono, took [G] out her little [C] .44, _
[F] Rudy toot-toot three times she shot, right through that [C] hardwood door,
She [G] shot her man, _ cause he done her [C] _ wrong. _ _
_ [F] Roll me over [C] easy, _ [F] roll me over [C] slow,
[F] Roll me over on the left side, cause your bullets hurt [C] me so,
I [G] was your man, _ and I done [C] you wrong. _ _ _
_ Bring out your rubber-tied hursleys, bring out your rubber-tied hacks,
[F] I'm takin' my man to the graveyard, and ain't [F#] gonna bring [C] him back,
He was [G] my man, and he [C] done me wrong. _ _
_ [F] Bring round a [C] thousand policemen, _ [F] bring em' [C] round today,
_ [F] To lock me in that dungeon cell, and throw [B] the key [C] away,
I [G] shot my man, cause he [C] done me wrong. _ _
_ Frankie [G] she said [Cm] to the warden, [C] what [G] are they [C] goin' to do?
_ [F] The warden he said to Frankie, here's the electric chair for [C] you,
You [G] shot your man, so he [C] done you wrong. _ _
_ [F] The sheriff came round in [C] the morning, [F] said it was [C] all for the best,
_ [F] He said her lover Johnny was nothin' but a [C] doggone pest,
He [G] was her man, but he done [C] her wrong. _ _
_ This story has no morals, this [G] story [C] has no end,
_ [F] This story only goes to show that there ain't no good [C] in men,
He was [G] her man, _ and he done [C] her wrong. _ _ _
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