Текст (слова) песни: Johnny Cash - Folsom Prison Blues
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 at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin` on. But that train keeps 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 folk eatin` in a fancy dining car. They`re prob`ly drinkin` coffee and smokin` big cigars, But 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 on over 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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