Mi
I hear the train a-coming, it's rolling round the bend
Mi7
and I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
La Mi
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison, and time keeps draggin' on
Si7 Mi
But that train keeps a-rollin' on down to San Antone
Mi
When I was just a baby, my Mama told me 'Son,
Mi7
always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns.'
La Mi
But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die
Si7 Mi
when I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry
Mi Mi7 Mi Mi7
La La Mi Mi
Si7 Si7 Mi
Mi
I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dining car
Mi7
They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars
La Mi
But I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
Si7 Mi
But those people keep a moving, and that's what tortures me
Mi Mi7 Mi Mi7
La La Mi Mi
Si7 Si7 Mi
Mi
Well, if they freed me from this prison,
if that railroad train was mine
Mi7
I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
La Mi
Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay
Si7 Mi
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away
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