Folsom Prison Blues

I hear a train a-comin'

It's rollin' 'round the bend

And I ain't sen 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

Well I'm stuck in Folsom Prison

I hang my head and cry

Well I bet there's rich folks eatin' in fancy dining car

Probably drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars

I knew I had it comin', I know I can't be free

That train keeps a-rollin' and it's just tortures me

They freed me from this prison

And that railroad train was mine

I bet I'd move out over a little

Farther down the line

Far from Folsom Prison

Is where I want to stay

Well I'd let that lonesome whistle

Blow my blues away, yeah