Jerry Reed - Folsom Prison Blues lyrics

Well I hear that train a comin' she's a rollin' on around the bend I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when But I'm stuck in Folsom Prison oh the time keeps draggin' on And that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone Well now I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dinin' car I bet they're drinkin' coffee chewin' on big cigars But I know I had it comin' now I know I can't be free And that train keeps a movin' Lord that's what tortures me Tell 'em guitar Well when I was just a baby my mama told me son Always be a good boy don't you mess around with guns But I shot a man in Reno stood there and watched him die Now when I hear that whistle blowin' oh I hang my head and I cry Well if they'd free me from this prison if that railroad train was mine Bet I'd move it on just a little bit farther down the line Away from Folsom Prison that's where I want to stay where I got to stay now And then I'd let that lonesome whistle let that whistle blow all my blues away Tell 'em son