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Folsom Prison Songtext
von Carl Perkins

Folsom Prison Songtext

Well, I hear the train a coming
It′s rolling around the bend
I ain't seen the sunshine
Since I don′t know when

Lord, I'm stuck in Folsom Prison
And time keeps dragging on
While that train keeps on rolling
On down to San Antone

Well, I bet there's rich folks eating
In a fancy dining car
They′re probably drinking coffee
And smoking big cigars

Lord, I know I had it coming
I know I just can not be free
But those people keep on moving
Baby, that′s what tortures me


When I was a baby
My mama told me, "Son"
Said, "I want you to be a good boy
I don't want you to play with guns"

But I shot a man in Reno
I shot him just to watch him die
Lord, he died
Yes, he died
And that train keeps on rolling
I hang my lonesome head and cry

Well, if they freed me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
Oh, I′d movе it on
Just a little bit further down the linе

Far from Folsom Prison
That's where I want to stay
And I′d let that lonesome whistle
Blow my lonesome blues away

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