KEY: E E I hear that train a-comin' it's rollin' 'round the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when A E I'm stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on B7 E But that train keeps a-rollin' on down the 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 I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dinin' 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 a-movin' and that's what tortures me SOLO If they freed me from this prison if that 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