Folsom Prison Blues

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Ernest Tubb - Country

Folsom Prison Blues

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[Verse 1] I hear the train a-coming, it's rolling around 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 [Verse 2] 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 blowing, I hang my head and cry [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars Well, 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 [Slide Guitar Solo] [Verse 4] 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 linе Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay And I'd let that lonеsome whistle blow my blues away

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  • Johnny Cash