G
I hear the train acoming it's rolling round the bend
G7
and I ain't seen the sunshine sine I don't know when
C G
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on
D7 G
But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone
G
When I was just a baby my Mama told me 'Son
G7
always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns.
C G
But I shot the man in Reno, just to watch him die
D7 G
when I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry
G
I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
G7
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars
C G
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
D7
But those people keep a-movin'
G
and that's what tortures me
G
Well if they freed me from this prison
G
if that railroad train was mine
G7
I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
C G
Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay
D7 G
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away
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