Well, Frankie
Frankie told Johnny
Lord, I want a diamond ring
Oh, Johnny told Frankie
I'll get you most anything

Oh Johnny went down to the German
On Rampart and Dumaine
He walked in the store
The German had a diamond in his hand

Te-na, Te-na-na
Te-na, Na-ne-na
Te-na, Na-na-na
Te-na, Na-na-n'-na

Oh, Johnny, Johnny shot the German
Lord, an he shot him through the head
He ran out the do'
And he fell on the sidewalk, dead

When Frankie

Frankie, got the news
The jury want him dead
She come runnin', hollin'
Lord, talkin' all out her head
Well, Johnny started to runnin'
Lord, and he didn't no where to do
They found Johnny hollin'
In the grocery store next door

Then the policeman
Handcuffed and beat him
And they took Johnny out of sight
He said, 'That's alright, Frankie
Ev'rything gonna be alright'

(Aaaaah!)

(Instrumental)

'Alright!'

Te-na, Te-na-ne-na
Te-na-na, Na-ne-na
Te-na, Na-na-na
Te-na, Na-na, na-ne-na

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