I Ehear the train a comin'
It's rolling round the Ebend
And I ain't seen the sunshine since E7I don't know when,
AI'm stuck in Folsom prison, A7and time keeps draggin' Eon
But that Btrain keeps a rollin' on down to San AnEtone
When EI was just a baby my mama told me. Son,
Always be a Egood boy, don't E7ever play with guns.
But I Ashot a man in Reno just to watch him Edie
When I Bhear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and Ecry
I Ebet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
They're Eprobably drinkin' coffee and E7smoking big cigars.
Well I Aknow I had it coming, I know I can't be Efree
But those Bpeople keep a movin'
And that's what tortures Eme.
Well if they Efreed me from this prison,
If that Erailroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it on a little E7farther down the line
AFar from Folsom prison, that's where I A7want to Estay
And I'd Blet that lonesome whistle blow my blues Eaway