Frankie And Johnny Chords & Lyrics - Johnny Cash
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[G]Well now Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts
They were true as a blue, blue sky
[C]He was a long-legged guitar-picker
With a wicked, wondering [D]eye
But he was her man nearly all of the [G]time
Well Johnny he packed up a leaven'
But he promised he'd be back
He [C]said he had a little picking' to do
A little further down the [G]track
He said,"I'm [D]your man, I wouldn't do [G]you wrong"
Well Frankie curled up on the sofa
Thinkin' about her man
[C]Far away couples were dancin' to the music of his [G]band
He was Frankie's m[D]an he wasn't doin' her w[G]rong
Then in the front door walked a redhead
Johnny saw her right away
She c[C]ame down by the bandstand to watch him while he p[G]layed
He was Frankie's m[D]an but she was far [G]away
He sang another song to the redhead
She smiled back at him
Then he [C]came and sat at her table
Where the lights were low and [G]dim
What Frankie didn't [D]know wouldn't hurt her [G]none
Then the redhead jumped up and slapped him
She slapped him a time or two
She s[C]aid,"I'm Frankie's sister and I was checking u[G]p on you"
"If you're[D] her man you'd better treat[G] her right"
Well the moral of this story
Is be good but carry a stick
[C]Sometimes it looks like a guitar-picker
Just can't tell what to [G]pick
He was Frankie's m[D]an and he still ain't done her w[G]rong
They were true as a blue, blue sky
[C]He was a long-legged guitar-picker
With a wicked, wondering [D]eye
But he was her man nearly all of the [G]time
Well Johnny he packed up a leaven'
But he promised he'd be back
He [C]said he had a little picking' to do
A little further down the [G]track
He said,"I'm [D]your man, I wouldn't do [G]you wrong"
Well Frankie curled up on the sofa
Thinkin' about her man
[C]Far away couples were dancin' to the music of his [G]band
He was Frankie's m[D]an he wasn't doin' her w[G]rong
Then in the front door walked a redhead
Johnny saw her right away
She c[C]ame down by the bandstand to watch him while he p[G]layed
He was Frankie's m[D]an but she was far [G]away
He sang another song to the redhead
She smiled back at him
Then he [C]came and sat at her table
Where the lights were low and [G]dim
What Frankie didn't [D]know wouldn't hurt her [G]none
Then the redhead jumped up and slapped him
She slapped him a time or two
She s[C]aid,"I'm Frankie's sister and I was checking u[G]p on you"
"If you're[D] her man you'd better treat[G] her right"
Well the moral of this story
Is be good but carry a stick
[C]Sometimes it looks like a guitar-picker
Just can't tell what to [G]pick
He was Frankie's m[D]an and he still ain't done her w[G]rong
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