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