Folsom Prison Blues

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Chon Travis - Pop

Folsom Prison Blues

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Well, 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 Well, I'm stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on Oh, and that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone When I was just a baby my mama told me Son, always be a good boy, don't you ever play with guns Well, I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry Let's go Well, I bet there's rich folks eatin' in that fancy dinin' car They're probably drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars Well, I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free When those people keep a movin' and that's what tortures me One more time Oh, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move it on on a little farther down the line Far from Folsom Prison that's where I want to stay Oh, and I'd let that lonesome whistle sing my blues away

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