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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Vocals
Jools Holland
Jools Holland
Piano
Phil Veacock
Phil Veacock
Saxophone
Nick Lunt
Nick Lunt
Baritone Saxophone
Dave Swift
Dave Swift
Bass
Gilson Lavis
Gilson Lavis
Drums
Mark Flanagan
Mark Flanagan
Guitar
Christopher Holland
Christopher Holland
Organ
Karl Vanden Bossche
Karl Vanden Bossche
Percussion
Anna Brooks
Anna Brooks
Saxophone
Derek Nash
Derek Nash
Saxophone
Michael Rose
Michael Rose
Saxophone
Courtney Brown
Courtney Brown
Trombone
Fayyaz Virji
Fayyaz Virji
Trombone
Roger Goslyn
Roger Goslyn
Trombone
Winston Rollins
Winston Rollins
Trombone
Enrico Tomasso
Enrico Tomasso
Trumpet
Jason McDermid
Jason McDermid
Trumpet
Jonathan Scott
Jonathan Scott
Trumpet
Nathan Bray
Nathan Bray
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Arranger (Traditional)
Phil Veacock
Phil Veacock
Arranger (Traditional)
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harry Timson
Harry Timson
Engineer
Nitin Sawhney
Nitin Sawhney
Producer
Alex Wharton
Alex Wharton
Mastering Engineer
George Latham
George Latham
Assistant Engineer
James Stewart
James Stewart
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Savigar
Kevin Savigar
Mixing Engineer
Michael Boddy
Michael Boddy
Mixing Engineer
Patrick Logue
Patrick Logue
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

This the story of Frankie and Johnny They were sweethearts forever, and ever, and ever Ah yeah, ah yeah Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts At least that's the way the story goes Frankie bought everything for Johnny From his sports car to his Ivy League clothes Oh, he was a man alright Oh, but he was doing her wrong Let me tell you what's happened A friend came running to Frankie She said, "I wouldn't tell you no lie" I saw that man of yours in a Jaguar With a chick namеd Nellie Blye Oh, if hе was your man, honey Let me tell you he was doing you wrong Now let me tell the rest of the story Frankie ran around the corner She peeked in a swinging place And there she saw Johnny with a woman He had his arms around her waist Oh, he was a man alright But Frankie could see that he was doing her wrong (I know how bad) Frankie reached down in her pocketbook And up with a 44 She shot once, twice, three times And Johnny fell on the hard wood floor Oh, he was a man alright But she shot him because he was doing her wrong C'mon, man She shot him, oh yeah She shot him, oh yeah Once, twice, three times And Johnny fell on the hard wood floor He was doing her wrong, oh yeah And Johnny said Frankie, you know I love you Frankie, you know very well that I love you Frankie, I wouldn't do you no wrong Frankie, good God almighty I love you Frankie, oh And that's the story of Frankie and Johnny Ah, yeah
Writer(s): Traditional, Glenn Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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