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Ferlin Husky

Folsom Prison Blues

 

Folsom Prison Blues

(Album: White Fences And Evergreen Trees - 1968)


I hear the train a coming it's coming round the bend
I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps dragging on
And a train keeps a rolling 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 blowing I hang my head and I cry

I bet there's rich folks eating in some fancy dining car
Probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars
Well, I know I had it coming I know I can't be free
But those people keep on moving that's what tortures me

If they freed me from this prison if that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it 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

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