Folsom Prison Blues

Fulsom Prison Blues - Merle Haggard

Written 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

I bet there's rich folks eatin' in some fancy dining car

They're probably drinkin' coffee

And smokin' big cigars

Well I know I had it comin' I know

I can't be free

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

For this espenture

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 blowin'

I hang my head and I cry