Folsom Prison Blues Lyrics - Charley Pride

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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
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on
But 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 ever 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
[ guitar ]
I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dining car
They're prob'ly drinking coffee and smoking big cigars
But I know I had it comin' I know I can't be free
But those people keep a movin' and that's what tortures me
But 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 line
Far from Folsom Prison that's where I want to stay
And I'll let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away





Writer: CASH, JOHNNY R.
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group



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