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I HEAR THE TRAIN A COMIN, IT`S ROLLIN ROUND THE BEND,
I AIN`T SEEN THE SUNSHINE SINCE I DON`T KNOW WHEN.
C7 G
I`M STUCK IN FOLSOM PRISON AND TIME KEEPS DRAGGIN ON.
D7 G
BUT THE TRAIN KEEPS ROLLIN ON DOWN TO SAN ANTONE.
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WHEN I WAS JUST A BABY MY MAMA TOLD ME, SON
ALWAYS BE A GOOD BOY, DON`T EVER AROUND PLAY WITH GUNS.
C7 G
BUT I SHOT A MAN IN RENO JUST TO WATCH HIM DIE.
D7 G
WHEN I HEAR THAT WHISTLE BLOWIN I HANG MY HEAD AND CRY.
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I BET THERE`S RICH FOLKS EATIN IN A FANCY DININ CAR,
THEY`RE PROB`LY DRINKIN COFFEE AND SMOKIN BIG CIGARS,
C7 G
BUT I KNOW I HAD IT COMIN, I KNOW I CAN`T BE FREE,
D7
BUT THOSE PEOPLE KEEP A MOVIN AND THAT`S WHAT
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TORTURES ME.
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WELL IF THEY FREED ME FROM THIS PRISON, IF THAT RAILROAD
TRAIN WAS MINE
I BET I`D MOVE A LITTLE FARTHER ON DOWN THE LINE.
C7 G
FAR FROM FOLSOM PRISON THAT`S WHERE I WANT TO STAY
D7 G
AND I`D LET THAT LONESOME WHISTLE BLOW MY BLUES AWAY.