Brooks Dunn Folsom Prison Blues Lyrics

Folsom Prison Blues Lyrics

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.







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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)



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 andpray 



That that iron horse is bound for the promise land



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