Folsom Prison Blues - Johnny Cash

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

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 blowin' I hang my head and cry

I bet there's rich folks eating from a fancy dining car

They're probably drinking coffee and smokin' big cigars

Well, I know I had it comin', 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