Folsom Prison Blues - Merle Haggard-歌词

Folsom Prison Blues - Merle Haggard

I hear that train a comin'

It's comin' 'round the bend

I ain't seen the sunshine since

I don't know when

I'm locked in Folsom Prison

And time keeps draggin' on

And I hear that train 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 lonesome whistle

I hang my head and I cry

I bet there's rich folks eatin'

In 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 I hear that train a-rollin'

And that's what tortures me

If they freed me from this prison

And that railroad train was mine

I bet I'd move it over a little farther down the line

Far from Folsom Prison that's where I long to be

And let that train keep rollin' and roll my blues away