Текст песни Bob Dylan - Folsom Prison Blues, слова песни Bob Dylan

Текст песни Bob Dylan - Folsom Prison Blues

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I hear that train a-rolling, it`s a-rolling round the bendI ain`t seen the sunshine since I don`t know whenI`m stucked in Folsom Prison and time keeps dragging onAnd I hear that whistle blowing all down to San AntoneWhen I was just a baby my mamma told me: sonAlways be a good boy, don`t ever play with gunsBut I shot a man in Reno just to watch him dieWhen I hear that train a-pulling I hang my head and cryI bet there`s rich folks in their fancy shining carsThey`re probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigarsBut I know I had it coming, I know I can`t be freeBut I keep on keep a-moving, well that`s what tortures meIf they`d free me from this prison, if that railroad train was mineYou bet I moved it on a little further down the lineFar from Folsom Prison that`s where I long to stayAnd I`d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away

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Folsom Prison Blues

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