Folsom Prison Blues Songtext
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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 the 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"
I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowin′, I hang my head and cry

But the train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone


I bet there′s rich fucks eating in a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin′ coffee and smoking big cigars
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

But the train keeps a rollin′ on down to San Antone

If they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it on a little farther 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

But the train keeps a rollin′ on down to San Antone