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