Текст (слова) песни: Bobby Bare - Folsom Prison Blues
(Johnny Cash)
I hear that train a comin`, rollin` around the bend I ain`t seen the sunshine since I don`t know when I`m stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin` on And that train keeps a movin` on down to San Antone.
When I was a baby my mama told me son Always be a good boy don`t ever play with guns But I shot a cat in Reno just to watch him die Yeah, I know I had it comin`, I hang my head and cry.
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I bet there`s rich folks eatin` in a fancy dining car Prob`ly drinkin` coffeee and smokin` big cigars Well, I`m stuck in Folsom Prison that`s where I`ll always be And them people keep a movin` and that`s what tortures me.
Yeah, if they freed me from this prison and 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 long to stay Yeah, I`d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away...
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