15.Folsom Prison Blues
Lyricist：J.R. Cash
Writer(s)：J.R. Cash
I hear the train a comin'
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 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 blowing I hang my head and cry..
I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.
Well I know I had it coming I know I can't be free
But those people keep a movin'
And that's what tortures me...
Well 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'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.....
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