Folsom Prison Blues
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I hear that train a comin'
She's rollin' round the bend
I haven't seen the sunshine
Since I don't know when
But I'm stuck in Folsom prison
And time keeps draggin' on
And I hear that train a comin'
On out to San Antone
When I was just a baby
My mama told me, hon
She said always be a good girl
And don't ever play with guns
But I shot a man in Reno
Just to watch him die
And 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
And those people keep a movin'
And that's what tortures me
But if they'd free me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it on
A little farther down the line
Far from Folsom prison
That's where I want to stay
And I'll let that lonesome whistle
Blow my blues away