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THE BARTENDER'S GUIDE AND SONG BOOK
F rankie w en t dow n to t lze corner, Ju st for a bucket of beer,
S he said ,
" Olz,
H r. B art ender, H as
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lovi11' Joh11nie been here'!
He is m y man, A nd
he
w ouldn' t do me w rong."
" I
d on' t want to cause you
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trouble,
I
don' t want to t ell you
110
lie,
B ut
I
saw yo ur lov er half an hour ago, 'f!Vit lz
a
girl na111 ed Sally
Bly.
He is your man, Bu t he' s doing
.!'OU
wrong ."
Frankie wen t dow n to t he pawn-shop, Sh e bought herselj a little fort y-fo ur,
Sh e aimed it at th e ceil ing, Ll11d shot a big hole in the flo or,
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here is
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man '!
[-{e's doing me w rong."
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F rankie
w ent
dow n to the Hotel, She rang that Ho tel bell,
"Sta11d back, all of you chippies, Or
I'll
blow you all t o
hell.
I
want my 111a11, H e's do iti' me w rong."
Fran!.:ie loo ked over the tra11som,
A
11d
there to her great surprise,
Ye.r,
th ere
in
the room sat Jol11111 ie,
Alfakin'
lo ve to Sally Bly,
H e w as her
man,
etc.
Frankie threw back her k imono, She took out the little for ty-f our,
Roota-toot-toot, three times she shot, Right through the hardw ood door,
She shot her
111011 ,
Because he done her wrong.
Roll me ov er easy, Roll me w ry slow,
R oll me 011er easy, bo.11s, ' Cau se my w ounds tlie.1• hurt me
so.
But
I
was rour man , Ll11 d
I
done
.11011
w ro11g."
"Bring out your rubber-tired carriage, Bring out your rubber-tired
hack,
I'm
go ing to take my
111011
to the cemetery, And
I
ain't a-goin' to bring him
~11cl,
F or he was my man, And he do11e me w rong."
Oh, bring ' round a thousand poliamm, Bring 'em arotmd to-day,
1' {)
lo ck me in that dungeon, And throw the key away,
I shot
mJ1
man, ' Cause he done me wrong.
Yes,
put
me in
that dungeon,
Oh,
put me in t hat cell,
P ut me where t he northeast
wind
Blows from dow n southeast
<>f
hell.
I
shot my man, etc.
I've
sav ed
up
a little bit of mone.1•,
I'll
sav e
up a
little bit more,
I'll
send it all to his widow, Ll nd say it's fro m t'lie w oma11 next door.
He
was my
m a ll,
etc.
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