C         G7        C
Yo-lay-ee Yo-lay-ee Oh-ee


[VERSE 1]
C                                                                C7
Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts. Oh Lordy, how they did love!
F                                                   C
Swore to be true to each other, true as the stars above.
           G7                       C
He was her man, he wouldn’t do her wrong.


[VERSE 2]
C                                                          C7
Frankie went down to the corner, just for a bucket of beer.
F                                                  C
She says, “Mr, Bartender has my loving Johnny been here?
        G7                      C
He is my man. He wouldn’t do me wrong.”


[VERSE 3]
C                                                                    C7
“I don’t want to cause you no trouble. I ain’t gonna tell you no lies.
F                                                     C
I saw your lover an hour ago with a girl named Nellie Bly.
           G7                      C
He is your man, and he’s doing you wrong.”


[VERSE 4]
C                                                        C7
Frankie looked over the transom. She saw to her surprise,
F                                               C
There on a cot sat Johnny making love to Nellie Bly.
         G7                     C
He is my man, and he’s doing me wrong.


[YODEL]
C         G7        C
Yo-lay-ee Yo-lay-ee Oh-ee


[VERSE 5]
C                                                              C7
Frankie drew back her kimona. She took out a little forty-four.
F                                                                 C
Rooty-toot-toot, three times she shot right through that hardwood door.
             G7                    C
She shot her man. He was doing her wrong.


[VERSE 6]
C                                                                      C7
Bring out your rubber-tired buggies. Bring out your rubber-tired hacks.
F                                                               C
I’m taking my man to the graveyard, but I ain’t gonna bring him back.
                G7                  C
Lord, he was my man, and he done me wrong.


[VERSE 7]
C                                                     C7
Bring out a thousand policemen. Bring 'em around today
F                                                       C
To lock me down in the dungeon cell and throw that key away.
          G7                   C
I shot my man. He was doing me wrong.


[VERSE 8]
C                                                           C7
Frankie she said to the warden, “What are they going to do?”
F                                                       C
The warden he said to Frankie, “It's electric chair for you
                    G7                    C
Cause you shot your man. He was doing you wrong.”


[VERSE 9]
C                                              C7
This story has no moral. This story has no end.
F                                                        C
This story just goes to show that there ain’t no good in men.
           G7                    C
He was her man, and he done her wrong.