Letra de «Folsom prison blues»
I hear the train a comin'
It's rolling 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 draggin' on
But that train keeps a rollin'
On down to San Anton
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 blowing I hang my head and cry
I bet there's rich folks eating In a fancy dining car They're probally drinkin' coffee And smoking big cigarrs 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
Well if they'd free me from this prison If that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move on just a little further 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
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 blowing I hang my head and cry
I bet there's rich folks eating In a fancy dining car They're probally drinkin' coffee And smoking big cigarrs 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
Well if they'd free me from this prison If that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move on just a little further 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
