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I hear the train a comin´
it´s rolling round the bend
well I ain´t seen the sunshine since I don´t know when,
but I´m stuck in folsom prison, and time keeps draggin´ on

but I hear the train a rollin´ on down to San Anton.
when I was just a baby my mama told me. son,
always be a good boy, and don´t ever play with guns.
but I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
and I hear the whistle blowing, I my head and cry.

I bet there´s rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
they´re probably drinkin´ whiskey and smoking big cigars.
well I know I had it coming, I know I can´t be free
but those people keep a movin´
and that´s what tortures me...

and if they´d free me from this prison,
if that railroad train were mine
I bet I´d move a little on a little farther down the line
far from folsom prison, that´s where I want to be
and I´d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away...