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Folsom Prison Blues

Johnny Cash
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Johnny Cash


I hear that train a-commin',
It's rollin' around 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 eatin'
In a fancy dining car
They're probably drinking coffee
And smoking big cigars
But 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

Well if that freed me from this prison
And 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.



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