Folsom Prison Blues lyrics

Artist  : Johnny Cash 
Song : Folsom Prison Blues
 


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 eatin',
In a fancy dining
car,
They're probably drinkin' coffee,
And
smokin' big cigars,
But 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 out over 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.