Kameron Marlowe - Folsom Prison Blues lyrics

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
But, I'm stuck in Folsom prison
And time keeps draggin' on
But that train keeps a rollin'
On down to San Antone

When I was just a baby my mama told me, "Son
Always be a good boy
Don't you ever play with guns"
Oh, and I shot a man in Reno
Yeah, just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowing
I hang my head and cry

Well, I bet there's rich folks eating
In a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin' coffee and
Smoking big cigars
Oh, I knew I had it coming
I know I can't be free
But those people keep on movin'
And that's what tortures me

If they freed me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
I'd probably move it on a
Little farther down the line
Oh, and back in Folsom prison
That's where I want to stay
And I'd let that lonesome whistle
Blow my blues away yeah, yeah

And that damned old lonesome whistle
It better blow my blues away