^EI hear the train a comin', it's rolling round the bend and I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when, I'm st^Auck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' ^Eon but that tr^Bain keeps a rollin' on down to San An^Eton..

When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son, always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns.

But I s^Ahot a man in Reno just to watch him d^Eie when I h^Bear that whistle blowing I hang my head and c^Ery..

I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car they're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars. Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free but those people keep a movin' and that's what tortures me... Well if they'd free me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move just a little further 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..... By: Rauer