Folsom Prison Lyrics - American Idol

I hear the train a comin' 

It's rollin' '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 blowin' 

I hang my head and cry 

I bet there's rich folks eatin' 

From a fancy dining car 

They're probably drinkin' coffee 

And smokin' big cigars 

Well, I know I had it comin' 

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 all 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