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Folsom Prison Blues

Johnny Cash


A                                                    
I hear the train acoming it's rolling round the bend
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and I ain't seen the sunshine sine I don't know when
    D                                              A  
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on
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But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone

A                                           
When I was just a baby my Mama told me 'Son
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always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns.
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But I shot the man in Reno, just to watch him die
       E7                                           A   
when I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry

                          
Solo (instrumental verse)

A                                                       
I bet there's rich folks eatin', in a fancy dining car,
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They're probably drinkin' coffee, and smokin' big cigars,
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But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free,
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But those people keep a-movin', and that's what tortures me.

                          
Solo (instrumental verse)

A                                                                         
Well, if they freed me from this prison, If that railroad train was mine,
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I bet I'd move out over a little, farther down the line,
    D                                          A     
Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay,
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And I'd let that lonesome whistle, blow my blues away.

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