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smokin' my gun, let me see is Albert dyin'
He's my man, and he did me wrong" Frankie and the judge walked outta the stand, and
Walked out side by side
smokin' my gun, let me see is Albert dyin'
He's my man, and he did me wrong" Frankie and the judge walked outta the stand, and
Walked out side by side
but he done her wrong.

Frankie got down upon her knees
Took Albert into her lap
Started to hug and kiss him
But there was no bringin' him back
He
no stories
I ain't gonna tell you no lies
I saw Albert an hour ago
With a gal named Alice Bly"
He was her man but he done her wrong

Frankie went down
and he's doing you wrong

Frankie looked over in transom she saw to her surprise
There on the cab sat Johnny making love to Nellie Blie
He is my man
sees the gun in Frankie's hand, he says
"Frankie, don't shoot, I swear I won't treat you wrong no more"
That's for sure, 'cause by the time she was
and he's doing you wrong
Frankie looked over in transom she saw to her susrprice
There on the cab sat Johnny making love to Nellie Blie
He is my man
doin' you wrong.

Well the last time I seen frankie
She was a-sittin' in a dungeon cell
She would be there moanin', herself
With no one there to care
doin' you wrong.

Well the last time I seen frankie
She was a-sittin' in a dungeon cell
She would be there moanin', herself
With no one there to care
a brother named Frankie Frankie ain't no good 
Ever since we were young kids it's been the same come down 
I'd get a call on a short way Frankie's in
wouldn't do her no wrong 

Frankie went over to the barroom
Stopped for a bottle of beer
Said to the old bartender man
Has my lover Johnny man been
wouldn't do her no wrong 

Frankie went over to the barroom
Stopped for a bottle of beer
Said to the old bartender man
Has my lover Johnny man been
the radio 
I wonder if they'll ever go to heaven 
The beer mats are wading 
In a table of froth 
The bar girl is serving 
With a check drying cloth
drear
Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer

Now the Publican's anxious for the quota to come
There's a faraway look on the face of the bum
down in the terminal dirt 
With a hole in my chest, but I don't feel no hurt I don't wanta go to heaven, I been there before 
Just spent two years in
In heaven there is no beer
(No beer)
That's why we drink it here
And when we're all gone from here
Our friends will be drinking all the beer

In
first beer
It's where I found Jesus
Where I wrecked my first car,
I tore it all to pieces
I learned the path to heaven
Is full of sinners and believers
Chevy, she's a 59
Ice cold beer in the summertime
Pickin' on the back porch with brother John Prine

Well, I think livin' is one long highway
I'm
drooping nor pining,
No wishing for elsewhere to be;
God's light is forever, there shining,
How beautiful heaven must be.

How beautiful heaven must be
a beer
Rum is still rum
And there's nothin' new under the sun

It's crazy the attraction
In findin' satisfaction
In chillin' by a cooler all day
Any
Sister Bridget by the stai, a glass of wine and she's almost there. 
Cousin Jimmy at the door, another beer and he's on the floor. 
Friends
There's no one left in heaven and hell is just a hoax.

Come back, Dee Dee Ramone.

Come back, Jeffrey Lee Pierce.

Come back, Frankie Venom.

Come
can't reach
There is no Christmas for junky

He thinks he is
More interesting
Than the world
But buying cigs
Puts him in a whirl

A packet
Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer.

Now the publican's anxious for the quota to come
And there's a faraway look on the face of the bum
the ocean is dry
There's no stars in the sky
And the little sparrows can't fly
Yeah if that isn't love
Then heaven's a myth
There's no feeling like this
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