New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1921-08-17
FRANKIE AND Johnny

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FRANKIE AND JOHNNY
(As Charles w. Wood insagimes that
Robert W. Service OF somebody
might do It,
A hell of yell in Dams hotel,
And out of the door she ran
And there on the floor in a puddle of
gore
Was the last remains of man.
That's all we heard and it's all we
saw
Ard it wasn't much for court of
Except that we knew she was quick on
the draw
The woman we knew as Fan.
He was full of lead and fairly dead,
AS any one there could see:
So we put the man in the garbage can
And wondered who he could be.
And we went outside and looked
around,
And nobody knows just what we found
Because the particular drinks we'd
downed
Was bad for the memory.
Perhaps we ran right into Fan
Perhaps her song that he'd done her
Referred to the guy who was shot.
Perhaps she told a tale that's old,
OF lust and passion and greed for
But we were too drunk and the night
To remember whether or not.
And first we knew the whole blamed
crew
Was back in the warm hotel;
And the boys were buying from Dan
McGrew
Whatever he had to SELL
And the gal was singin' her roundelay,
Just like the place was cabaret
In Portland, Oregon, U. S. A.,
Or maybe in Dover Del.
And the lonesome bunch-each had
hunch
He was back in his native state,
Instead of stuck in the frozen muck
Up there by the Behring Strait.
And then the woman we knew as Fan,
She done dance on the garbage can,
Uollerin' somethin' about her man =
That is to say, her mate.
There's nothing'll touch gent so
much
As wine and woman and song:
And like as not, where the weather is
hot,
They'll make good men go wrong
But up in Alaska, cold and bleak,
When the boys have hit it up hard
for week,
They re apt to succumb to a virtuous
streak,
With virtue that's fierce and
strong.
Relevc it or not, that's exactly what
Now happened to Dan McGrew
He reformed so quick that it made him
AS reformers so often do.
He was done with sin-he declared as
And strong for law and order and
And wouldn't the rest of US now go
Dutch
Forsakng our badness, too?
We yields the point to the boss Of the
joint,
Except for the woman named Fan,
" no continued to dance with an evil
glance
Oll lnS 10Y Oh IlS gal DdSc CsiI.
And she chanted song of the bleak
Yukon,
And how particular friend named
Had done her wrong-and thereupon
She had up and shot her man.
Twas shocking thing for a girl to
sing
On the can where her lover lay
bleeding:
And Dan McGrcw cried: "Mercy! Who
VIII stop this lewd proceeding?"
SO Dan puts up the place for sale
In order to raise sufficient kalc
To hire a cop and cndoW d Jail,
Which The city, nc said, was needing
The reform, you may guess, was huge
success,
And it spread just ike the flu
And we combed the town from the
tavern down
To sec what each could do.
And we called for men with good in
tent
To erase the stain from the settlement
And arrest the woman who shot gent
And serve on the jury, too.
Old Blooey Beard, he volunteered,
And so did Jacob Kaime,
With eight or ten of his whaling men
Who claimed to know the game.
And, all in all, twas an elegant trile,
And they found her guilty by more
than a mile
And condemned her to die in the latest
style
For shooting What's isname.
Before she died the defendant cried
That he honestly was her man;
And repeated the song that he done
her wrong
The gent in the garbage can:
Whcreat we all forgavc and forgot,
But having already picked out the plot
We electrocutcd her on the spot
The woman we knew as Fan.
Just as we had vowed not to print
any more "Frankic and Johnny" paro-
dies and especially no Service paro-
dies, of which at least fifty have been