Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts    But he was doin' her wrong    He was doin' her wrong in a bad way    But she was good and strong    He was her man, but he was a jerk       Was in a hotel with Nellie Blye    And the gun went rooty-toot-toot    Shot the bastard in the heart    And ruined his nice suit    He was her man, but he was no damn good       So they took him up to the graveyard    And stuck him in the dirt    Which was oh-so very sad,    And a waste of a nice clean shirt   He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong       He had no idea what happened    He was waving hello to God    He died from eating squirrel,    And they laid him in the sun    He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong       So that was Frankie and Johnny    And that's the end of my song    She put a hose in his tailpipe   'Cause he had done her wrong    He was her man, and that's all she wrote