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Folsom prison blues Lyricsby Bob Dylan Buy album CD: Other Songs A - Y I hear that train a-rolling, it's a-rolling round the bend I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when I'm stucked in Folsom Prison and time keeps dragging on And I hear that whistle blowing all down to San Antone When I was just a baby my mamma 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 train a-pulling I hang my head and cry I bet there's rich folks in their fancy shining cars They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars But I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free But I keep on keep a-moving, well that's what tortures me If they'd free me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine You bet I moved it on a little further down the line Far from Folsom Prison that's where I long to stay And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away
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