Folsom Prison Blues

[Verse]
I hear that train a-coming, it's coming around the bend
I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
I'm locked in Folsom Prison and time keeps dragging on
And I hear that train a-rolling on down to San Antone

When I was just a baby, my mama told me, "Son
Always be a good boy and don't ever play with guns"
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
When I hear that lonesome whistle, 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 I hear that train a-rolling and that's what tortures me

If they freed me from this prison and that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it over a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I long to be
And let that train keep rolling and roll my blues away