Folsom Prison Blues

(Johnny Cash)



I hear the train a comin'

It's rolling round the bend

And I ain't seen the sunshine

Since I don't know when.



I'm stuck in Folsom prison,

And time keeps draggin' on

But that train keeps a rollin'

On down to San Anton.



When I was just a baby

My mama told me. Son,

Always be a good boy,

Don't ever play with guns.



But I shot a man in Reno

Just to watch him die

Now every time I hear that whistle

I hang my head and cry.



--- Instrumental---



I bet there's rich folks eating

In a fancy dining car

They're probably drinkin' coffee

And smoking big cigars.



Well, I know I had it coming,

I know I can't be free

But those people keep a movin'

And that's what tortures me.



Well, if they'd free me from this prison,

If that railroad train was mine

I bet I'd move just a little further

Down the line.



Far from Folsom prison,

That's where I want to stay

And I'd let that lonesome whistle

Blow my blues away...