Folsom Prison Blues

(Johnny Cash)



I hear the train a comin', it's comin' round the bend

I ain't seen the sunshine, since I don't know when

I'm stuck in Folsom Prison, and time keeps draggin' on

And a train keeps a rollin' on, down to San Antone.



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

When I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and I cry.



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I bet there's rich folks eatin' in some fancy dining car

Probably drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars

Well, I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free

But those people keep on movin', that's what tortures me.



If they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine

I bet I'd move it over a little farther down the line

Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I wanna stay

And I'd let that lonesome whistle, blow my blues away...