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