Coversong originally made famous by Johnny Cash
Written by Johnny Cash
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I hear the train a-coming, it's rolling round the bend
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and I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
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I'm stuck at Folsom Prison, and time keeps draggin' on
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But that train keeps a-rollin' on down to San Antone
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When I was just a baby, my Mama told me 'Son,
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always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns.'
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But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die
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when I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry
[Guitar solo/interlude]
I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dining car
They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars
But 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
Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards
From the album Gay Church