Folsom Prison Blues

Folsom Prison Blues - Johnny Cash (約翰尼·卡什)

Written by：Johnny Cash

I hear the train a comin' it's rolling 'round the bend

And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when

I'm stuck in Folsom prison and time keeps draggin' on

But that train keeps a rollin' 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 cry

I bet there's rich folks eating from a fancy dining car

They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars

Well I know I had it coming 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 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'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away