Folsom Prison Blues Lyrics

I hear the train a comin' it's rollin 'round the bend and I a'int 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 movin' on down to-San-An-Tone
When I was just a baby my mame 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 heat the whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry.
I bet there's rich folks eatin in a fancy dinin car they're probably drinkin coffee and smokin big cigars well i know i had it come i know i can't be free
But those people keep a movin and thats what tortures me.
Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine.

I bet I'd move it all 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.