Chords for Johnny Cash - Frankie & Johnny
Tempo:
79.65 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
Eb
Ebm
Bbm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Cm] [F] [Eb] Well, [Bb] now Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts, they were through as the blue, blue sky.
[Eb] He was a long-legged guitar picker with a wicked [Bb] wandering eye, but he [F] was her man nearly [Bbm] all of the time.
Well, Johnny, he packed [Bb] up to leave her, but he promised he'd be back.
[Ebm] He said he had [Eb] a little picking to do a little farther [Bb] down the track.
He said, I'm [F] your man, I wouldn't do [Bbm] you wrong.
[Bb] Well, Frankie curled up on the sofa thinking about her man.
[Ebm] Far away the couple were dancing to the [Eb] music of [Bb] his band.
He was [F] Frankie's man, he wasn't [Bb] doing her wrong.
Then in the front door walked a redhead, Johnny saw her right away.
[Eb] She came down by the bandstand to watch him while [Bb] he played.
He was [F] Frankie's man, but she was [Bb] far away.
He sang every song to the redhead, she smiled back at him.
[Eb] Then he came and sat at her table [Ebm] where the lights were [Bb] low and dim.
What [F] Frankie didn't know wouldn't [Bb] hurt her none.
Then the redhead jumped up and slapped him, she slapped him a time or two.
[Eb] She said, I'm Frankie's sister and I was checking [Bb] up on you.
If [F] you're her man, you better [Bb] treat her right.
Well, the moral of this story is be good but carry a stick.
[Ebm] Sometimes it looks like a guitar picker just can't [Bb] tell what to pick.
[F] He was Frankie's man and he still ain't [Bb] done her wrong.
[C] [Bbm] [B] [Bb] [Gm] [N]
[Eb] He was a long-legged guitar picker with a wicked [Bb] wandering eye, but he [F] was her man nearly [Bbm] all of the time.
Well, Johnny, he packed [Bb] up to leave her, but he promised he'd be back.
[Ebm] He said he had [Eb] a little picking to do a little farther [Bb] down the track.
He said, I'm [F] your man, I wouldn't do [Bbm] you wrong.
[Bb] Well, Frankie curled up on the sofa thinking about her man.
[Ebm] Far away the couple were dancing to the [Eb] music of [Bb] his band.
He was [F] Frankie's man, he wasn't [Bb] doing her wrong.
Then in the front door walked a redhead, Johnny saw her right away.
[Eb] She came down by the bandstand to watch him while [Bb] he played.
He was [F] Frankie's man, but she was [Bb] far away.
He sang every song to the redhead, she smiled back at him.
[Eb] Then he came and sat at her table [Ebm] where the lights were [Bb] low and dim.
What [F] Frankie didn't know wouldn't [Bb] hurt her none.
Then the redhead jumped up and slapped him, she slapped him a time or two.
[Eb] She said, I'm Frankie's sister and I was checking [Bb] up on you.
If [F] you're her man, you better [Bb] treat her right.
Well, the moral of this story is be good but carry a stick.
[Ebm] Sometimes it looks like a guitar picker just can't [Bb] tell what to pick.
[F] He was Frankie's man and he still ain't [Bb] done her wrong.
[C] [Bbm] [B] [Bb] [Gm] [N]
Key:
Bb
F
Eb
Ebm
Bbm
Bb
F
Eb
[Cm] _ [F] [Eb] Well, [Bb] now Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts, they were through as the blue, blue sky.
[Eb] He was a long-legged guitar picker with a wicked [Bb] wandering eye, but he [F] was her man nearly [Bbm] all of the time.
_ Well, Johnny, he packed [Bb] up to leave her, but he promised he'd be back.
[Ebm] He said he had [Eb] a little picking to do a little farther [Bb] down the track.
He said, I'm [F] your man, I wouldn't do [Bbm] you wrong.
_ [Bb] Well, Frankie curled up on the sofa thinking about her man.
[Ebm] Far away the couple were dancing to the [Eb] music of [Bb] his band.
He was [F] Frankie's man, he wasn't [Bb] doing her wrong.
_ Then in the front door walked a redhead, Johnny saw her right away.
[Eb] She came down by the bandstand to watch him while [Bb] he played.
He was [F] Frankie's man, but she was [Bb] far away.
_ _ He sang every song to the redhead, she smiled back at him.
[Eb] Then he came and sat at her table [Ebm] where the lights were [Bb] low and dim.
What [F] Frankie didn't know wouldn't [Bb] hurt her none.
_ Then the redhead jumped up and slapped him, she slapped him a time or two.
[Eb] She said, I'm Frankie's sister and I was checking [Bb] up on you.
If [F] you're her man, you better [Bb] treat her right.
_ Well, the moral of this story is be good but carry a stick.
[Ebm] Sometimes it looks like a guitar picker just can't [Bb] tell what to pick.
[F] He was Frankie's man _ and he still ain't [Bb] done her wrong.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [B] _ [Bb] _ [Gm] _ [N] _
[Eb] He was a long-legged guitar picker with a wicked [Bb] wandering eye, but he [F] was her man nearly [Bbm] all of the time.
_ Well, Johnny, he packed [Bb] up to leave her, but he promised he'd be back.
[Ebm] He said he had [Eb] a little picking to do a little farther [Bb] down the track.
He said, I'm [F] your man, I wouldn't do [Bbm] you wrong.
_ [Bb] Well, Frankie curled up on the sofa thinking about her man.
[Ebm] Far away the couple were dancing to the [Eb] music of [Bb] his band.
He was [F] Frankie's man, he wasn't [Bb] doing her wrong.
_ Then in the front door walked a redhead, Johnny saw her right away.
[Eb] She came down by the bandstand to watch him while [Bb] he played.
He was [F] Frankie's man, but she was [Bb] far away.
_ _ He sang every song to the redhead, she smiled back at him.
[Eb] Then he came and sat at her table [Ebm] where the lights were [Bb] low and dim.
What [F] Frankie didn't know wouldn't [Bb] hurt her none.
_ Then the redhead jumped up and slapped him, she slapped him a time or two.
[Eb] She said, I'm Frankie's sister and I was checking [Bb] up on you.
If [F] you're her man, you better [Bb] treat her right.
_ Well, the moral of this story is be good but carry a stick.
[Ebm] Sometimes it looks like a guitar picker just can't [Bb] tell what to pick.
[F] He was Frankie's man _ and he still ain't [Bb] done her wrong.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [B] _ [Bb] _ [Gm] _ [N] _