Текст песни Ferlin Husky - Folsom Prison Blues
Ferlin Husky - Folsom Prison Blues слова песни
I hear the train a comin` it`s comin` round the bendI ain`t seen the sunshine since I don`t know whenI`m stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin` onAnd a 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 I cry[ dobro ]I bet there`s rich folks eatin` in some fancy dining carProbably drinkin` coffee and smokin` big cigarsWell I know I had it comin` I know I can`t be freeBut those people keep on movin` that`s what tortures meIf they freed me from this prison if that railroad train was mineI bet I`d move it over a little farther down the lineFar from Folsom Prison that`s where I wanna stayAnd I`d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away