Folsom Prison Blues
Behind Folsom Walls: A Melodic Tale of Redemption and Regret
Lyrics
I hear the train a comin'
I perceive the approaching train
It's rolling round the bend
It's moving along the track
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when,
I haven't experienced sunlight for an uncertain period
I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on
I'm confined in Folsom prison, and time feels prolonged
But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Anton
Yet the train continues its journey towards San Antonio
When I was just a baby my mama told me, son
As a child, my mother advised me to be a good boy
Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns.
Warned against playing with guns
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
I committed a crime by shooting a man in Reno for the thrill
When I hear that whistle blowing I hang my head and cry
When I hear the train whistle, I feel remorse and sorrow
I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
Speculation about wealthy individuals enjoying luxury on a train
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.
Imagining them sipping coffee and smoking cigars
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
Accepting the consequences of my actions, realizing I won't be free
But those people keep a movin'
Observing others continuing with their lives
And that's what tortures me
Their movement is a source of torment for me
Well if they'd free me from this prison,
If released from prison
If that railroad train was mine
If I owned the train, I'd move it away from here
I bet I'd move it all a little further down the line
Expressing a desire to be far from Folsom prison
Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay
Wishing to remain outside Folsom and letting the train carry on
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away
Allowing the lonesome whistle to alleviate my sorrows
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