Folsom Prison Blues - Live

I hear the train a comin' it's rollin 'round the bend

And I a'int 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 movin' on down to-San-An-Tone

When I was just a baby my mame 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 heat the whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry

Well, if they freed me fom this prison

If that railroad train was mine

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

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

And I'd let that lonsome whistle, blow my blues away

I don't like it

But I guess things happen that way

You ask me if I'll get along I guess I will, some way

I don't like it But I guess things happen that way

God gave me that girl to lean on

Then He put me on my own Heaven help me be a man

Have the strength to stand aloneI don't like it

But I guess things happen that way

You asked me if I'll find another

I don't know

I can't say I don't like it But I guess things happen that way