Folsom Prison Blues (Ver2)

Intro: B7 E E I hear the train a comin' It's rolling round the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when A I'm stuck in Folsom prison E And time keeps draggin' on B7 But that train keeps a rollin E On down to San Anton E When I was just a baby My mama told me, "Son Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns" A But I shot a man in Reno E Just to watch him die B7 When I hear that whistle blowing E I hang my head and cry

( E A E B7 E ) E I bet there's rich folks eating In a fancy dining car They're probally drinkin' coffee And smoking big cigars A Well I know I had it coming E I know I can't be free B7 But those people keep a-movin' E And that's what tortures me E Well if they'd free me from this prison If that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move it over a little further down the line A Far from Folsom prison E That's where I want to stay B7 And I'd let that lonesome whistle E B7 E