Folsom Prion Blues Songtext
von Johnny Cash

I hear the train a-comin′, it's rollin ′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 Antone


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
When I hear that whistle blowin' 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 comin', I know I can't be free
But those people keep a-movin′ and that′s what tortures me

Well, 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