Текст песни Bill Miller - Folsom Prison Blues, слова песни Bill Miller

Текст песни Bill Miller - Folsom Prison Blues

Bill Miller - Folsom Prison Blues слова песни

Well I hear that train a comming, its rollin round the bend I ain`t seen the sunshine since, I don`t know when Yeah I`m stuck in Folsom Prison, time keeps dragging on But that train just keeps on rollin, on down to San Anton When I was just a baby, mama told me son She said always be a good boy, don`t you ever play with guns But I shoot a man in Reno, just to what he die When I hear that lonesome whitsle blow, I hang my head down and cry Well I bet theres rich folk eating in some fancy dining car Probably drinking coffee, smoking big cigars Well I know I had it coming, I know I can`t be free But that train just keeps on rollin, thats what tortures me Keep on rollin... Well if they freed me from that prison and that railroad train was mine I bet I move it on just a little farther down that line Far from Folson Prison is where I want to stay Well I let that lonesome whistle blow, blow my blues away Well I let that lonesome whistle blow, just blow my blues away

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Folsom Prison Blues

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