Intro: B7EE
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,
A
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison,
E
And time keeps draggin' on,
B7
But that train keeps a-rollin',
E
On down to San Antone.
E
When I was just a baby,
My Mama told me, "Son,
Always be a good boy,
Don't ever play with guns,"
A
But I shot a man in Reno,
E
Just to watch him die,
B7
When I hear that whistle blowin',
E
I hang my head and cry.
Solo: Repeat VerseE
I bet there's rich folks eatin',
In a fancy dining car,
They're probably drinkin' coffee,
And smokin' big cigars,
A
But I know I had it comin',
E
I know I can't be free,
B7
But those people keep a-movin',
E
And that's what tortures me.
Solo: Repeat VerseE
Well, if they freed me from this prison,
If that railroad train was mine,
I bet I'd move out on a little,
Farther down the line,
A
Far from Folsom Prison,
E
That's where I want to stay,
B7
And I'd let that lonesome whistle,
E
Blow my Blues away.
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