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Paroles : Folsom Prison Blues

Well, I hear the train a comin', rolling ’round the bend
I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
’Cause I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on
But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone

When I was just a baby, my mama told me, "Son
Always be a good boy, don't never play with guns", yeah
They said I shot a man down in Reno, but that was just a lie
When I hear the whistle blowing, I just hang my head and cry

Now listen to the guitar go

I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy car
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars
But I didn’t hurt nobody, I should be rollin’ free, free
But those people keep on movin' and that’s what tortured me

Well, if they freed me from this prison and the railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it on just 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