Brooks And Dunn - Folsom Prison Blues Lyrics

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Well, I hear the train a comin´

It´s a rolling round the bend

Well, I ain´t seen the sunshine

Since I don´t know when,

And I´m stuck in Folsom prison,

Time keeps draggin´ on

But that train keeps a rollin´

On down to San Antone.

I was just a baby

My mama told me, son,

Said, 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.

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Well, I bet there´s rich folks eating

In a fancy dining car

They´re probably drinkin´ coffee

And smoking big cigars.

Well, I know I had it coming,

I know I can´t be free

Now, those people keep a-movin´

That´s what tortures me.

If they´d free me from this prison,

If that railroad train was mine

I bet I´d move just a little

Further down the line

Yeah, Far from Folsom prison,

That's where I want to stay

Lord I here that whistle blowing

Blow my blues away.

(Spoken)

It's been thirty years now

And I know I'll never leave

This God forsaken place alive

Honest to God, When I hear those words

Ringin' through my head

As loud as that old train whistle

Crying out to me night after continuous night

Sending a cold steal quiver through my voice

I close my eyes and pray

That that iron horse is bound for the promise land

And I'll get to ride it home to glory...

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