Folsom Prison Blues

Folsom Blues: A Journey of Redemption Behind Prison Walls
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Lyrics

I hear the train a comin'

I hear the train approaching

It's rollin' 'round the bend,

The train is moving around the bend

And I ain't seen the sunshine

I haven't seen sunlight for a long time

Since, I don't know when

Uncertain period since I last saw sunlight

I'm stuck in Folsom Prison

I am confined in Folsom Prison

And time keeps draggin' on

Time feels slow and tedious

But that train keeps a-rollin'

The train keeps moving, contrasting with my stagnant life

On down to San Antone

Heading down towards San Antone

When I was just a baby

Recalling childhood memories

My Mama told me, ""Son

Mother advised to be a good person

Always be a good boy

Emphasizing the importance of good behavior and avoiding guns

Don't ever play with guns, ""

Avoiding involvement with firearms

But I shot a man in Reno

Admits to shooting a man in Reno

Just to watch him die

Expresses a seemingly callous attitude, finding entertainment in death

When I hear that whistle blowin'

Feeling remorseful when hearing the train whistle

I hang my head and cry

Expressing emotional pain and regret

I bet there's rich folks eatin'

Suggesting wealthier people enjoying luxuries on the train

In a fancy dining car

Imagining an opulent dining car

They're probably drinkin' coffee

Rich individuals likely sipping coffee and smoking cigars

And smokin' big cigars

Contrast between their indulgence and the narrator's imprisonment

But I know I had it comin'

Acceptance of deserving imprisonment

I know I can't be free

Realization of an inability to attain freedom

But those people keep a-movin'

Observing the world moving forward, causing mental anguish

And that's what tortures me

The perpetual movement of others intensifies the narrator's suffering

Well, if they freed me from this prison

If released, contemplating freedom

If that railroad train was mine

Expressing a desire to own the train

I bet I'd move out over a little

Would move away from the prison if in control of the train

Farther down the line

Yearning to distance oneself from Folsom Prison

Far from Folsom Prison

Desiring to remain far from Folsom Prison

That's where I want to stay

Expressing a preference for staying away from the prison

And I'd let that lonesome whistle

If freed, the sound of the train could alleviate the narrator's sadness

Blow my blues away

Hoping the train's sound could dispel the narrator's blues

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