nat stuckey - folsom prison blues lyrics
i hear that train a comin’ it’s rollin’ round the bend
but i ain’t seen the sunshine since i don’t know when
cause i’m stuck in folsom prison time keeps draggin’ on
but that train keeps a rollin’ on down to san antone
well 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
and when i hear that whistle blowin’ i hang my head and i cry
[ harmonica ]
i’ll bet there’s rich folks eatin’ in some fancy dining car
they’re probably drinkin’ coffeee and smokin’ big cigars
well i know i had it comin’ and i know i can’t be free
but those people keep a movin’ and that’s what tortures me
well if they freed me from this prison if that railroad train was mine
i’ll bet i’d move it on a little farther down the line
far from folsom prison that’s where i want to stay
then i’d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away
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