Nat Stuckey Folsom Prison Blues Lyrics:
I hear that train a comin' it's rollin' round the
bend But I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't
know when Cause I'm stuck in Folsom Prison time
keeps draggin' on But that train keeps a rollin'
on down to San Antone Well 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 And when I hear that whistle
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blowin' I hang my head and I cry [harmonica]
I'll bet there's rich folks eatin' in some fancy
dining car They're probably drinkin' coffeee and
smokin' big cigars Well I know I had it comin' and
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'll bet I'd move it on a little farther
down the line Far from Folsom Prison that's where
I want to stay Then I'd let that lonesome whistle
blow my blues away
Lyrics: Folsom Prison Blues, Nat Stuckey [end]