Folsom Prison Blues (Remastered 2001) - Merle Haggard & The Strangers
I hear that train a comin'
It's comin' 'round the bend
I ain't seen the sunshine since
I don't know when
I'm locked in Folsom Prison
And time keeps draggin' on
And I hear that train 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 lonesome whistle
I hang my head and I cry
I bet there's rich folks eatin'
In a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin' coffee
And smokin' big cigars
Well I know I had it comin'
I know I can't be free
But I hear that train a-rollin'
And that's what tortures me
If they freed me from this prison
And that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it over a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom Prison that's where I long to be
And let that train keep rollin' and roll my blues away
