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Folsom Prison Blues


                                                                       
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E (8)
                          
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,
      
A (4)
                            
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison,
      
E (4)
                            
And time keeps draggin' on,
       
B7 (4)
                                
But that train keeps a-rollin',
      
E (2)
                       
On down to San Antone.

      
E (8)
                        
When I was just a baby,
                       
My Mama told me, "Son,
                      
Always be a good boy,
                            
Don't ever play with guns,"
      
A (4)
                          
But I shot a man in Reno,
      
E (4)
                       
Just to watch him die,
       
B7 (4)
                                  
When I hear that whistle blowin',
      
E (2)
                        
I hang my head and cry.

                          
Solo (instrumental verse)

      
E (8)
                                 
I bet there's rich folks eatin',
                       
In a fancy dining car,
                                  
They're probably drinkin' coffee,
                        
And smokin' big cigars,
      
A (4)
                            
But I know I had it comin',
      
E (4)
                        
I know I can't be free,
       
B7 (4)
                                
But those people keep a-movin',
      
E (2)
                             
And that's what tortures me.

                          
Solo (instrumental verse)

      
E (8)
                                         
Well, if they freed me from this prison,
                                 
If that railroad train was mine,
                                  
I bet I'd move out over a little,
                       
Farther down the line,
      
A (4)
                        
Far from Folsom Prison,
      
E (4)
                             
That's where I want to stay,
       
B7 (4)
                                   
And I'd let that lonesome whistle,
      
E (2)
                    
Blow my blues away.

                                            
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