Karaoké Frankie and Johnny Elvis Presley

Frankie and me, we were lovers

Oh, lordy how we did love

Swore we'd be true to each other just as true as stars above

I was her man she caught me doing her wrong

My luck in poker was fading when a new gal caught my eye

I gambled, I tried to change my luck with a chick named Nellie Bly

I was Frankie's man but I was doing her wrong

Yeah, Frankie came looking to find me

Yes, she wasn't looking for fun

For in her sweet loving hand she wasn't toting a forty-four gun

To shoot her man if he was doing her wrong

Well, Frankie looked into the bar room

And right there in front of her eyes

There was her loving Johnny making love to that Nellie Bly

I was her man she caught me doing her wrong

Frankie, I beg please don't shoot me

Well, they'll put you away in a cell

You know they'll put you where the cold wind blows from the hottest corner in hell

I'm your man

I know I done you wrong

Easy roll me over, real easy

Easy roll me over, real slow

Roll me over real gently 'cos my wound hurts me so

Well, I was her man

Well, I done her wrong

Well, Frankie told Johnny well, this is the end of my song

I was her man well, I done her wrong

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Done her wrong