(johnny cash)
Well i hear that train a comin'
It's rollin' around 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
And 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
In a fancy dinin' 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 those people keep a movin'
And that's what tortures me
If they free me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
You 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
