I hear the train a-comin'
It's rollin' round the bend
And I see the sunshine
Since I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom prison
And time keeps draggin' on
But the train keeps a-rollin'
On down to San Antonio
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
Now every time I hear the whistle
I hang my head and cry
I bet there's rich folks sittin' in a fancy
dining car That probably drinkin' coffee and smokin'
big cigars Well, I know I hear it comin'
I know I can't be free
But those people keep a-movin'
And that's what tortures me
Well,
if they free me from this prison If that railroad train was mine
I'd move just a little further down the line Far from Folsom prison
That's where I wanna stay
And I'd let the lonesome whistle blow my blues
away
I hear the train a-comin' It's rollin' round the bend
And I see the sunshine Since I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom prison And time keeps draggin' on
But the train keeps a-rollin' On down to San Antonio
But the train keeps a-rollin'
On down to San Antonio