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Lyrics by: Johnny Cash
# Debut Chart
32 May '68 Hot 100
1 Jun '68 Country


I hear the train a coming 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 dragging on But that train keeps a rolling On down to San Antone When I was just a baby My mama told me, son Always by 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 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 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


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