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Folsom Prison Blues
Well, I
hear that train a-coming It's rolling around the
bend Well, I
ain't seen the
sunshine Since I
don't know when And I'm stuck in Folsom Prison And time keeps dragging on Well, that train keeps a-rolling On down to San Antone When I
was just a
baby My mama told me, son She said, always be a
good boy Don't never 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 cry Well, I
bet there's rich folks eating From a
fancy dining car Well, they're probably drinking coffee And smoking big cigars Well, I
know I
had it coming I
know I
can't be free Now, those people keep a-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 all a
little Farther down the
line Yeah, far from Folsom Prison That's where I
want to stay Lord, I
here that whistle blowing Blow my blues away, yeah It's been thirty years now, and I
know I'll never leave this godforsaken place alive. Honest to God, when I
hear her words ringing through my head as loud as that old train whistle, crying out to me night after endless night, sending a
cold steel shiver through my lost soul, I
close my eyes and pray that that iron horse is bound for the
promised land and I'll get to ride it home to glory someday.
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