Folsom Prison Blues Lyrics

Folsom Prison Blues lyrics

Well I hear that train a comming, its rollin round the bend
I ain't seen
the sunshine since, I don't know when
Yeah I'm stuck in Folsom Prison,
time keeps dragging on
But that train just keeps on rollin, on down to San
Anton
When I was just a baby, mama told me son
She said always be a
good boy, don't you ever play with guns
But I shoot a man in Reno, just to
what he die
When I hear that lonesome whitsle blow, I hang my head down and
cry
Well I bet theres rich folk eating in some fancy dining car
Probably drinking coffee, smoking big cigars
Well I know I had it
coming, I know I can't be free
But that train just keeps on rollin, thats
what tortures me
Keep on rollin...
Well if they freed me from that
prison and that railroad train was mine
I bet I move it on just a little
farther down that line
Far from Folson Prison is where I want to stay
Well I let that lonesome whistle blow, blow my blues away
Well I let
that lonesome whistle blow, just blow my blues away