Текст песни Brooks and Dunn - Folsom Prison Blues
Brooks and Dunn - Folsom Prison Blues слова песни
Well, I hear the train a cominВґItВґs a rolling round the bendWell, I ainВґt seen the sunshine Since I donВґt know when,And IВґm stuck in Folsom prison, Time keeps dragginВґ onBut that train keeps a rollinВґ On down to San Antone.I was just a baby My mama told me, son,Said, always be a good boy, DonВґt ever play with guns.But I shot a man in Reno Just to watch him dieWhen I hear that whistle blowin`I hang my head and cry.--- Instrumental ---Well, I bet thereВґs rich folks eating In a fancy dining carTheyВґre probably drinkinВґ coffee And smoking big cigars.Well, I know I had it coming, I know I canВґt be freeNow, those people keep a-movinВґThatВґs what tortures me.If theyВґd free me from this prison,If that railroad train was mineI bet IВґd move just a little Further down the lineYeah, Far from Folsom prison, That`s where I want to stayLord I here that whistle blowingBlow my blues away.(Spoken)It`s been thirty years nowAnd I know I`ll never leave This God forsaken place aliveHonest to God, When I hear those words Ringin` through my headAs loud as that old train whistle Crying out to me night after continuous nightSending a cold steal quiver through my voiceI close my eyes and pray That that iron horse is bound for the promise landAnd I`ll get to ride it home to glory...