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• Artiste: Gene Autry
• Titre: Frankie & Albert
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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 up for me, 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 for a beer Said to the bartender: Has my lovin' man been here? He was her man but he done her wrong Well, I ain' gonna tell you no stories, I an't gonna tell no lie 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, lookin' up through the window high She saw her Albert there, lovin' up Alice Bly He was her man but he done her wrong Frankie pulled out a pistol, pulled out a fourty-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 into a cell I shot my Albert dead, and now I'm going to hell He was her man but he done her wrong Judge said to the jury: Plain as a thing can be 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