Folsom Prison Blues Lyrics

Sawyer Hill Folsom Prison Blues

[Verse 1]
I hear the train a-coming and 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 dragging on
But that train keeps a-rolling on down to San Antone

[Verse 2]
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

[Verse 3]
Well, 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 those people keep a-moving, and that's what tortures me (Woo)

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 4]
Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it on a little farthеr down the line
Far from Folsom prison, that's wherе I want to stay
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away

[Instrumental Outro]