Verse 1: Frankie and Johnny were lovers, Oh, Lordy how they could love.
They swore to be true to each other, just as true as the stars above,
He was her man, But he done her wrong.

Verse 2: Frankie and Johnny went walking, Johnny in his brand new suit,
That Frankie had bought for a bundle just to make her man look cute,
He was her man, But he done her wrong.

Verse 3: Frankie went down to the corner, Stopped for a bucket of beer.
She said "Oh Mister Bartender, Has my man Johnny been here?
He is my man, but I think he's doing me wrong."

Verse 4: He said: "Ain't gonna tell you no story, Ain't gonna tell you no lie.
Johnny was here about an hour ago With a gal named Nellie Bly
He was your man, But now he's doing you wrong."

Verse 5: Frankie went down to the hock shop, Bought her a little forty-four
Pointed it up at the ceiling and shot a hole in the floor.
Where is my man, he's doing me wrong.

Verse 6: Frankie went down to the hotel. She rang that hotel bell.
"Tell me where my man Johnny is or I'll blow you all to" well.
He was my man, but now he's doing me wrong."

Verse 7: Frankie looked over the transom, and there to her great surprise
There on the bed was her Johnny, making love to Nellie Bly
There was her man, and he was doing her wrong.

Verse 8: Frankie threw back her kimono, She took out the little forty four.
Roota-toot-toot, three times did she shoot right through that hardwood door.
She shot her man because he done her wrong.

Verse 9: Johnny he grabbed off his Stetson, Oh my God, please Frankie don't shoot.
But Frankie put her finger on the trigger, and once again went roota-toot-toot.
For he was her man, and he had done her wrong.

Verse 10: O roll me over easy, O roll me over slow,
Roll me over on my right side honey where the bullets ain't hurting me so.
You've shot your man, 'cause he done you wrong.

Verse 11: Bring out the rubber tired hearses, bring out your rubber tired hack,
There's twelve men going to the graveyard, and eleven coming back
He was her man, but he done her wrong.

Verse 12: Frankie she said to the warden, what are they going to do?
The warden he said to Frankie, it's the sizzling hot chair for you
You shot your man, though he done you wrong.

Verse 13: This story has no moral, this story has no end,
This story only goes to show that there ain't no good in men…
He was her man, and he done her wrong.