Folsom Prison Blues

Folsom Prison Blues - Home Free/Johnny Cash

Composed by：Johnny Cash

I hear the train a comin'

It's rollin' '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 Reno

Just to watch him die

When I hear that whistle blowin'

I hang my head and cry

I got three four years to go

Tell me do you hear that whistle blow

Folsom Prison Blues

Tell me what I got to do

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

Know I can't be free

No but those people keep a-movin'

And that's what tortures me

I got three four years to go

Years to go

Tell me do you hear this whistle blow

Folsom Prison Blues

Tell me what I got to do

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

I got three four years to go

Tell me do you hear this whistle blow

Folsom Prison Blues

Tell me what I got to do

I got three four years to go

Tell me do you hear this whistle blow

Folsom Prison Blues

Tell me what I got to do

I got three four years to go

Tell me do you hear this whistle blow

Folsom Prison Blues

Tell me what I got to do

I got three four years to go

Tell me do you hear this whistle blow

Folsom Prison Blues

Tell me what I got to do