Sorry about the hurried posting.
The version in the "Real Little Ultimate Jazz Fake Book" is somewhat different than what Art Thieme posted.

The "New Frankie and Johnnie Song"
Words and music by Shel Silverstein and Bob Gibson

1. Now Frankie, she was a fine lookin' woman,
had a man named Johnnie and she loved him -
Lord, she laid down a hundred for a suit of clothes-
Don't you see them walkin' arm in arm down along Canal Street,
Frankie loved Johnnie, Lord, ev'ry body knows.

2. Now Frankie came home one evening just a little bit early
and she said, "Think I'm gonna stop and have me a beer."
So she went and she told her troubles to the fat bartender
says, "Tell me fat daddy, has my Johnnie man been here?"

3. He said, "Frankie, I'm sorry you asked me that personal question,
but you know that I'm about as honest as a man can be.
I seen Johnnie, he was clippin' and collidin' and a-slippin, and a slidin',
and a flippin' and a flyin' with a girl named Annabel Lee."

4. Frankie said, "No, no, no, it can't be so,
'cause I know -- my Johnnie man wouldn't treat me bad."
So she sat - and had a couple more beers and shed a couple more tears --
Says, "I'm the best damn woman that scoundrel ever had."

5. Frankie got into a taxi and she said to the driver,
"Listen - don't stop for nothin' all the way downtown.
'Cause I got a forty-five right here and I'm makin' it clear
that I'm lookin' for the man who's givin' me the runaround.

6. Frankie got out a South Clark Street and looked in the window,
she saw Johnnie and Annabel swingin' there.
Then Frankie took deadly aim on that deadly game
and she shot her man right in the middle of his big affair.

7. Bango - the first time she shot him, he stood right up.
And bango - he leaned right over and he clutched his side.
Then bango - he started kickin' and a-screamin' and a-screamin' and a-kickin'
when bing - bong bango - Johnnie rolled over and died.

8. Now you heard the story 'bout Frankie and her man named Johnnie,
and you know that was a game never should've been played.
And the moral of this sad tale I'm tellin' you,
if you're gonna fool around - then you better pull the shade.

9. Frankie, she was a fine lookin' woman, had a man named Johnnie
and she loved him, Lord, she laid down a hundred for a suit of clothes.
Don't you see them walkin' arm in arm down along Canal Street,
Frankie loved Johnnie, Lord, everybody knows, hey, hey.
Frankie loved Johnnie, Lord, everybody knows.
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