Folsom Prison Blues — текст песни (Gin Blossoms)

(Johnny Cash)

Well I hear that train a comin`
It`s rollin` around the bend
I ain`t seen the sunshine
Since I don`t know when
Well I`m stuck in Folsom Prison
And time keeps draggin` on
That train keeps rollin`
On down to San Antone
When I was just a baby
My mama told me, "Son,
Always be a good boy
Don`t you ever play with guns"
But I shot a man in Reno
Just to watch him die
When I hear that lonesome whistle
I hang my head and cry
Well I bet there`s rich folks eating
In a fancy dinin` car
I bet they`re taking mushrooms
And smokin` big cigars
Well I know I had it comin`
I know I can`t be free
Those people keep movin`
And that`s what tortures me
If they free me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
You bet I`d move it on
A little farther down the line
Yeah, far from Folsom Prison
That`s where I want to be
Well those people keep movin`
Goddammit, that`s what tortures me
If they`d free me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
You bet I`d move it on
A little farther down the line
Yeah, far from Folsom Prison
That`s where I want to be
Well those people keep movin`
Goddammit that`s what tortures me