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EI hear the train a-coming, it's rolling round the bend

E7and I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when

A EI'm stuck in Folsom Prison, and time keeps draggin' on

B7 EBut that train keeps a-rollin' on down to San Antone

EWhen I was just a baby, my Mama told me 'Son,

E7always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns.'

A EBut I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die

B7 Ewhen I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry

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EI bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dining car

E7They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars

A EWell, I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free

B7 EBut those people keep a moving, and that's what tortures me

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EWell, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine

E7I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line

A EFar from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay

B7 EAnd I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away