Folsom Prison Blues

Folsom Prison Blues - Countdown Singers

I hear the train a coming

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 dragging on

But that train keeps a rolling

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 see those people blowing

I hang my head and cry

I bet there's rich folks in farmer fancy dining car

They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars

When 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 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