Folsom Prison Blues lyrics
by Gin Blossoms



Well I hear that train a comin'It's rollin' around the bendI ain't seen the sunshine Since I don't know whenWell I'm stuck in Folsom PrisonAnd time keeps draggin' onThat train keeps rollin'On down to San AntoneWhen I was just a babyMy mama told me, "Son,Always be a good boyDon't you ever play with guns"But I shot a man in RenoJust to watch him dieWhen I hear that whistle blowin'I hang my head and cryI bet there's rich folks eatingIn a fancy dinin' carTheyr'e probably drinkin' coffeeAnd smokin' big cigarsWell I know I had it comin'I know I can't be freeBut those people keep movin'And that's what tortures meIf they free me from this prison If that railroad train was mineYou bet I'd move it on A little farther down the lineFar from Folsom PrisonThat's where I want to stayWell those people keep movin'Goddammit, that's what tortures meIf they'd free me from this prisonIf that railroad train was mineYou bet I'd move it onA little farther down the lineYeah, far from Folsom PrisonThat's where I want to beWell those people keep movin'Goddammit that's what tortures me