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Don't know why
There's no sun up in the sky Stormy weather Since my gal and I ain't together Keeps raining all the time Life is bare Gloom and misery everywhere Stormy weather Just can't get my poor old self together I'm weary all the time Every time So weary all of the time When she went away The blues walked in and then they met me If she stays away That old rocking chair's bound to get me All I do is pray The lord above will let me Just walk in that sun again Can't go on Everything I had is gone Stormy Weather Since my gal and I ain't together Keeps raining all the time Keeps raining all of the time |
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Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts,
Boy, how they could love! Swore to be true to each other, True as the stars above! 'Cause he was her man, But he done her wrong! One night Frankie happened to pass by the hotel; Just casually glanced into a window so high, And who did she see but her lovin' man Lovin' up old Nellie Bligh! She caught her man Doin' her wrong! Well, she went round the corner to her favourite pawn shop; This time she didn't go there for fun! 'Cause when she left, underneath her long red kimono, She was totin' a forty-four gun! She was gunnin' for her man Who was doin' her wrong! Then back Frankie dashed to that hotel, Started yankin' the bell! She said, "Stand back, you madam and floozies, Or I'll blow each and every one of you straight to hell! I want my man Who's done me wrong!". Johnnie, in panic, mounted the staircase, Screamin', "Oh Frankie, don't shoot!" Three times she pulled a trigger on a forty-four gun, The gun went, "Root-toot-toot!". She nailed her man Who'd done her wrong! So they put her away in a dungeon, Way up in a dark dingy cell In the south east corner of a jail, Where the wind seemed to blow straight from hell! For killin' her man Who done her wrong! But the day Frankie mounted the scaffold, She was just as calm as any gal could be! And raising her eyes to heaven she cried, "Lord, I'm comin' to thee! I'm sorry I killed my man Who done me wrong!". |
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