Текст песни Charley Pride - Folsom Prison Blues
Charley Pride - Folsom Prison Blues слова песни
I hear the train a comin` it`s rollin` round the bendAnd I ain`t seen the sunshine since I don`t know whenI`m stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin` onBut that train keeps a rollin` on down to San AntoneWhen I was just a baby my mama 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 whistle blowin` I hang my head and cry[ guitar ]I bet there`s rich folks eatin` in a fancy dining carThey`re prob`ly drinking coffee and smoking big cigarsBut I know I had it comin` I know I can`t be freeBut those people keep a movin` and that`s what tortures meBut if they freed me from this prison if that railroad train was mineI bet I`d move it on a little farther down the lineFar from Folsom Prison that`s where I want to stayAnd I`ll let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away