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
  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 lovin' man been her ?"
  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
  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 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 bringin' 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 goin' 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 toward the heavens
  Said "Nearer, my God, to Thee"
  He was her man but he done her wrong.