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Folsom Prison Blues - Ray Dylan
I hear that train a-rolling it's a-rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
I'm stucked in folsom prison and time keeps dragging on
But that train keeps a-rolling down to san antone
When I was just a baby my mamma 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 train a-pulling I hang my head and cry
I bet there's rich folks in from fancy darling cars
They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars
But 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
Well if they'd free me from this prison if that railroad train was mine
I bet on moved on a little further 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
