Bear City Poems - The Gambler and His Bride (Daniel, Fred & Julie cover) | Текст песни

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Frankie was a good girl
As everybody knows
She paid a hundred dollar bill
For a suit of Albert's clothes
Just because she loved him so

Frankie went down to the bartender,
She called for a bottle of beer
She whispered to the bartender,
"Has Albert been here?
He is my man and he won't come home"

"I'm not going to tell you no story,
I'm not going to tell you lies
He left about an hour ago,
with a girl called Alice Fry
He is your man and he won't come home"

Frankie went back to her house,
as hard as she could run
And right under her apron,
concealed a smokeless gun
"He is my man but he won't come home"

Frankie went to the pool house
and knocked on the pool room door
and there she saw the man she loved
Standing in the middle of the floor
"You are my man and you will come home"

Albert ran round the table,
and fell down to his knees.
He hollowed out at Frankie:
"Don't kill me if you please,
I'm your man and I've done you wrong"

She stepped out in the back yard,
She heard a bull dog bark,
"That must be the man I love
Slipping out into the dark
He's my man but he done me wrong"

Frankie went down to the river,
She looked from bank to bank,
Do all you can for a gambling man
and still you get no thanks
He's my man but he won't be for long

"Turn me over, Frankie
Turn me over slow
Turn me on my right side
My heart will over flow
I'm your man and I've done you wrong"

The took Frankie to the courthouse
They sat her in a big arm chair
She was listening for the judge to say:
"Give her ninety-nine years,
she killed her man in the first degree"

But the judge said to the jury:
"Jury I can see,
Why she shot the man she love
I think she ought to go free,
for a gambling man won't treat you right"

Frankie walked out on the scaffold,
as brave as she could be,
"When I shot the man I loved,
I killed in the first degree
He's my man and I love him so"

Now little Albert is buried,
and Frankie is by his side
And cut into their tomb-stones:
The Gambler and his Bride
The Gambling man and his Bride

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