Folsom Prison Blues

Folsom Prison Blues - Ray Dylan

I hear that train a-rolling it's a-rolling round the bend

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

I'm stucked in folsom prison and time keeps dragging on

But that train keeps a-rolling down to san antone

When I was just a baby my mamma 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 train a-pulling I hang my head and cry

I bet there's rich folks in from fancy darling cars

They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars

But I know I had it coming I know I can't be free

But those people keep a-moving and that's what tortures me

Well if they'd free me from this prison if that railroad train was mine

I bet on moved on a little further down the line

Far from folsom prison that's where I long to stay

And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away