Johnny Cash - At Folsom Prison- Lyrics
I hear the train a comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend,And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know whenI'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' onBut that train keeps rollin' on down to San AntoneWhen I was just a baby, my mama told me, "SonAlways be a good boy, don't ever play with guns"But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him dieWhen I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cryI bet there's rich folk eatin' from a fancy dining carThey're prob'ly drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigarsWell, I know I had it comin', I know I can't be freeBut those people keep a movin', and that's what tortures meWell, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mineI bet I'd move on over a little farther down the lineFar from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stayAnd I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away