Track 03. Folsom Prison Blues

Brooks and Dunn & Johnny Cash

Album: Red Hot + Country



Well, I hear the train a comin'

It's a rolling round the bend

Well, I ain't seen the sunshine

Since I don't know when,



And I'm stuck in Folsom prison,

Time keeps draggin' on

But that train keeps a rollin'

On down to San Antone.



I was just a baby

My mama told me, son,

Said, 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 cry.



--- Instrumental ---



Well, 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

Now, those people keep a-movin'

That's what tortures me.



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



Yeah, Far from Folsom prison,

That's where I want to stay

Lord I here that whistle blowing

Blow my blues away.



(Spoken by Johnny)

It's been thirty years now

And I know I'll never leave

This God forsaken place alive

Honest to God, When I hear those words

Ringin' through my head

As loud as that old train whistle

Crying out to me night after continuous night

Sending a cold steal quiver through my voice

I close my eyes and pray

That that iron horse is bound for the promise land

And I'll get to ride it home to glory...