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Folsom Prison blues (Live at St. Quentin)

I hear the train a comin'

It's rollin' '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 draggin' on

But that train keeps a-rollin'

On down to San AntoneWhen 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 hear that whistle blowin'

I hang my head and cryI bet there's rich folks eatin'

In a fancy dining car

They're probably drinkin' coffee

And smokin' big cigars

But I know I had it comin'

I know I can't be free

But those people keep a-movin'

And that's what tortures meWell, if they freed me from this prison

If that railroad train was mine

I bet I'd move out over 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

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