Текст песни Johnny Cash - Folsom Prison Blues
Johnny Cash - Folsom Prison Blues слова песни
I hear the train a comin`; it`s rollin` `round the bend,And I ain`t seen the sunshine since I don`t know when.I`m stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin` on.But that train keeps rollin` on down to San Antone.When I was just a baby, my mama told me, "Son,Always be a good boy; don`t ever play with guns."But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.When I hear that whistle blowin` I hang my head and cry.I bet there`s rich folk eatin` in a fancy dining car.They`re prob`ly drinkin` coffee and smokin` big cigars,But I know I had it comin`, I know I can`t be free,But those people keep a movin`, and that`s what tortures me.Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine,I bet I`d move on over a little farther down the line,Far from Folsom Prison, that`s where I want to stay,And I`d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away