歌曲 | Folsom Prison Blues |
歌手 | Katie Thompson |
专辑 | Tall Poppy |
I hear the train a comin´ | |
it´s rolling round the bend | |
and I ain´t seen the sunshine since I don´t know when, | |
I´m stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin´ on | |
but that train keeps a rollin´ on down to San Anton.. | |
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 blowing, I hang my head and cry.. | |
I bet there´s rich folks eating in a fancy dining car | |
they´re probably drinkin´ coffee and smoking big cigars. | |
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can´t be free | |
but those people keep a movin´ | |
and that´s what tortures me... | |
Well if they´d free me from this prison, | |
if that railroad train was mine | |
I bet I´d moved it all a little further 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..... | |
I bet I´d move just a little further 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..... |
I hear the train a comin | |
it s rolling round the bend | |
and I ain t seen the sunshine since I don t know when, | |
I m stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin on | |
but that train keeps a rollin on down to San Anton.. | |
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 blowing, I hang my head and cry.. | |
I bet there s rich folks eating in a fancy dining car | |
they re probably drinkin coffee and smoking big cigars. | |
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can t be free | |
but those people keep a movin | |
and that s what tortures me... | |
Well if they d free me from this prison, | |
if that railroad train was mine | |
I bet I d moved it all a little further 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..... | |
I bet I d move just a little further 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..... |