Apr 17, 2012

I always hear the train a comin'

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,
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 ever play with guns.
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry..

I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
But those people keep a movin'
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.....

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4 comments:

Lou said...

Yup, I told him "Son,
Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns."

Thank God he listened to that advice...

the walking man said...

One of the best country duets that I know of--not that I know of a lot of them though.

icyHighs said...

Feet up, speakers on surround, 'Folsom prison blues' on loop. Coffee and smokes. Aaah, take me away!

Lori said...

Lou- Amen to that one, whew!

WM- I am not really a big country music fan, but God I love me some Johnny Cash...

icyHighs- I am right there with you my friend...:)