Текст песни Bobby Bare - Folsom Prison Blues
Bobby Bare - Folsom Prison Blues слова песни
I hear that train a comin` rollin` around the bendI ain`t seen the sunshine since I don`t know whenI`m stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin` onAnd that train keeps a movin` on down to San AntoneWhen I was a baby my mama told me sonAlways be a good boy don`t ever play with gunsBut I shot a cat in Reno just to watch him dieYeah I know I had it comin` I hang my head and cry[ dobro - harmonica ]I bet there`s rich folks eatin` in a fancy dining carProb`ly drinkin` coffeee and smokin` big cigarsWell I`m stuck in Folsom Prison that`s where I`ll always beAnd them people keep a movin` and that`s what tortures meYeah if they freed me from this prison and that railroad train was mineI bet I`d move it on a little farther down the lineFar from Folsom Prison that`s where I long to stayYeah I`d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away