Flatt & Scruggs - Folsom Prison Blues lyrics

(Hello I'm Lester Flatt and I'm Earl Scruggs) 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 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 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 [ ac.guitar - banjo ] I bet there's rich folks eatin' from a fancy dining car They're probably drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars Well I know I had it comin' I know I can't be free But those people keep on movin' and that's what tortures me [ ac.guitar - dobro ] Well if they freed me from this prison if this railroad train was mine I bet I'd move it on 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