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(Johnny Cash) I hear the train a comin' it's rollin' round the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when I'm stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps dragging on But 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 I cry. I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dining car They're probably drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars But I know I had it comin' I know I can't be free But them people keep a movin' that's what tortures me. Well if they freed me from this prison if that railroad train was mine I 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... |