Folsom Prison Blues (Live at Folsom State Prison, Folsom, CA - January 1968)

歌詞

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 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 When I hear that whistle blowing I hang my head and cry 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 Well if they'd free me from this prison If that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move on over 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