F
I hear the train a comin', it's rolling round the bend
F7
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
Bb F
I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on
C7 F
But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San An-tone
F
When I was just a baby my mama told me, Son
F7
always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns
Bb F
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
C7 F
When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry
D7
G
I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
G7
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars
C G
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
D7
But those people keep a movin,
G
and that's what tortures me
G
Well if they'd free me from this prison,
if that railroad train was mine
G G7
I bet I'd move on over a little further down the line
C C G
Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay
D7 G
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues a-way
G
I hear the train a comin', it's rolling round the bend
G7
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
C G
I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on
D7 G
But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San An-tone
D7 G
But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San An-tone