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brooks dunn - folsom prison blues lyrics

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well, i hear the train a cominâ’
itâ’s a rolling round the bend
well, i ainâ’t seen the sunshine
since i donâ’t know when,

and iâ’m stuck in folsom prison,
time keeps dragginâ’ on
but that train keeps a rollinâ’
on down to san antone.

i was just a baby
my mama told me, son,
said, always be a good boy,
donâ’t ever play with guns.

but i shot a man in reno
just to watch him die
when i hear that whistle blowin’
i hang my head and cry.

— instrumental —

well, i bet thereâ’s rich folks eating
in a fancy dining car
theyâ’re probably drinkinâ’ coffee
and smoking big cigars.

well, i know i had it coming,
i know i canâ’t be free
now, those people keep a-movinâ’
thatâ’s what tortures me.

if theyâ’d free me from this prison,
if that railroad train was mine
i bet iâ’d move just a little
further 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.

(spoken)
it’s been thirty years now
and i know i’ll never leave
this god forsaken place alive
honest to god, when i hear those words
ringin’ through my head
as loud as that old train whistle
crying out to me night after continuous night
sending a cold steal quiver through my voice
i close my eyes and pray
that that iron horse is bound for the promise land
and i’ll get to ride it home to glory…

- brooks dunn lyrics

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