Folsom Prison Blues

Lyrics

Well, I hear that train a-comin' It's rollin' around the bend Well, I ain't seen the sunshine Since I don't know when And I'm stuck in Folsom Prison And time keeps draggin' on Well, that train keeps a-rollin' On down to San Antone When I was just a baby My mama told me, son She said, always be a good boy Don't never 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 cry Well, I bet there's rich folks eatin' From a fancy dining car Well, they're probably drinking coffee And smoking big cigars Well, I know I had it comin' I know I can't be free Now, those people keep a-movin' That's what tortures me If they freed me from this prison If that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move it all a little Farther down the line Yeah, far from Folsom Prison That's where I want to stay Lord, I here that whistle blowin' Blow my blues away, yeah (Spoken) It's been thirty years now, and I know I'll never leave this godforsaken place alive. Honest to God, when I hear her words ringin' through my head as loud as that old train whistle, crying out to me night after endless night, sending a cold steel shiver through my lost soul, I close my eyes and pray that that iron horse is bound for the promised land and I'll get to ride it home to glory someday