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I Hear The Train A-Comin'; It's Rollin' 'Round The Bend,
And I Ain't Seen The Sunshine Since I Don't Know When,
I'm Stuck At 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 Dining Car.
They're Prob'ly Drinkin' Coffee And Smokin' Big Cigars,
But 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 On Over 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.
- Album:
- All Aboard the Blue Train with Johnny Cash
- Out Among the Stars
- Miscellaneous
- CASH
- American V: A Hundred Highways
- American IV: The Man Comes Around
- American III: Solitary Man
- American Recordings
- Hymns By Johnny Cash
- American V: A Hunderd Highways
- The Definitive Collection
- At Folsom Prison
- Johnny Cash Remixed
- Cash Unearthed
- Personal File
- Ring Of Fire
- VH1 Storytellers
- The Essential Johnny Cash
- Radio 2 - 1000 Klassiekers Vol. 2
- Man in Black: Live in Denmark 1971