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Waylon Jennings - Folsom Prison Blues Lyrics

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  • (Johnny Cash)
  • I hear the train a comin'
  • It's rollin' round the bend
  • I ain't seen the sunshine
  • Since I don't know when.
  • Well, I'm stuck in Folsom Prison
  • And time keeps draggin' on
  • But I see a train a movin'
  • On down to San Antone
  • Bet there's rich folks eatin'
  • In some fancy dining car
  • Probably drinkin' coffee
  • And smokin' big cigars.
  • Well, I know I had it comin'
  • I know I can't be free
  • But them people keep on movin'
  • And that's what tortures me.
  • --- Instrumental ---
  • 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
  • Every time I hear that whistle
  • I hang my head and I cry.
  • If they freed me from this prison
  • If that railroad train was mine
  • Bet I'd move it on a
  • Little bit farther down the line.
  • Far from Folsom Prison
  • That's where I long to stay
  • And I'd let that lonesome whistle
  • Blow my blues away...

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