Ernest Tubb – Folsom Prison Blues (Guitar)

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I hear the train a-coming, it's rolling around 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 in Folsom Prison and time keeps dragging on

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But that train keeps a-rolling on down to San Antone

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When I was just a baby, my mama told me, "Son

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Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns"

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But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die

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When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry

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I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car

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They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars

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Well, I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free

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But those people keep a-moving and that's what tortures me

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If they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine

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I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line

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Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay

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And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away