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Folsom Prison Blues lyrics
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 Anton
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
Now every time I hear that whistle
I hang my head and cry
I bet there's rich folks eating
In 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'd free me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move just a little further
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
Part of these releases
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- Track 9 on Next in Line
- 8 I Started Loving You Again
- 10 The Things I Lost in You
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