I hear the train a comin' 
Rollin' round the bend and I 
Ain't seen the sunshine 
Since I don't know when
Stuck in Folsom Prison 
Time keep draggin' on
And the train keep a rollin' 
On down to San Antone

When I was just a baby 
My mama told me son
Always be a good boy and 
Don't ever play with gun
But I shot a man in Reno 
Just to watch him die
When I hear the train a comin' 
I hang my head and cry

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In that fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin' whiskey 
And smoking big cigars
I know I had it comin' 
I know I can't be free
But those people keep on movin' 
And that's what tortures me

Well if they free me from this prison 
And the railroad train was mine
I'd move it on a little 
Farther down the line
Far from Folsom Prison 
Oh, that's where I want to stay
And I'd let that lonesome whistle 
Oh, blow, blow my blues away