Текст песни Folsom Prison Blues - Early Mix, 1987 - Johnny Cash
I hear the train a comin'
It's rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine
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
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
Well 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
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