"Folsom Prison Blues [Album Version]" as written by and Johnny R. 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...

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...


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"Folsom Prison Blues" as written by Johnny R. Cash

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