C
I hear the train a coming it's rolling round the bend
C7
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
F C
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps dragging on
G7 C
But that train keeps rolling on down to San Antone
When I was just a baby my mama told me Son
C7
Always be a good boy don't ever play with guns
F C
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
G7 C
When I hear that whistle blowing I hang my head and cry
I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
C7
They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars
F C
But I know I had it coming I know I can't be free
G7 C
But those people keep a moving and that's what tortures
me
Well if they freed me from this prison if that railroad
train was mine
C7
I bet I'd move on over a little farther down the line
F C
Far from Folsom Prison that's where I want to stay
G7 C
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away
