FOLSOM PRISON BLUES

FOLSOM PRISON BLUES
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1.I hear the train a comin`, it`s rollin`,
round the bend,
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and I ain`t seen the sunshine, since I don`t
know when.
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I`m stuck at Folsom Prison, and time keeps
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draggin`, on,
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but that train keeps a rollin`, on down to San
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Antone.
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2.When I was just a baby, my mother told me :
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Son, always be a good boy, don`t ever play
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with guns! But I shot a man in Reno, just to
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watch him die.
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When I hear that whistle blowin`, I hang my
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head and cry.
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3.I bet there`s rich folk eatin` in a fancy
dining car, they`re prob`ly drinking coffee,
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and smokin` big cigars.
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But I know I had it coming, I know I can`t be
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free, but those people keep a movin`, and
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that`s what tortures me.
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4.Well, if they freed me from that prison, if
that railroad train was mine,
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I bet I`d move it over, a little farther down
the line.
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Far from Folsom Prison, that`s were I want to
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stay, and I`d let that lonesome whistle
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blow my blues away.
(orig. = capo 5th)