文本歌词

Graham Blvd - Folsom Prison Blues
I hear the train a coming
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 dragging on
But that train keeps a rolling
On down to San Antone
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 see those people blowing
I hang my head and cry
I bet there's rich folks in farmer fancy dining car
They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars
When I know I had it coming
I know I can't be free
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
I bet I'd move it on a little farther 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