Folsom Prison Blues (v1)

(Johnny Cash)



I hear the train a comin'

Rollin' round the bend

I ain't seen the sunshine

Since I don't know when.



Well I'm stuck in Folsom Prison

And time keeps dragging on

While a train keeps a rolling on

Down to San Antone.



Well when I was just a baby

My mama told me son

Always be a good boy

Don't ever play with guns.



Well I shot a man in Reno

Just to watch him die

When I hear that whistle blowing

I hang my head and I cry.



--- Instrumental ---



Well, I'll bet there's rich folks

Eatin' in some fancy dining car

Probably drinking coffee

And smoking big cigars.



Well, I know I had it coming

I know I can't be free

But those people keep a-moving

That's what tortures me.



--- Instrumental ---



Well, if they freed me from this prison

If that railroad train was mine

Bet I'd move it on

A little farther down the line.



Far from Folsom Prison

That's where I long to stay

Then I'd let that lonesome whistle

Blow my blues away...