E|------------2b3-0-----|

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

A7and I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when

D AI'm stuck in Folsom Prison, and time keeps draggin' on

E7 ABut that train keeps a-rollin' on down to San Antone

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

A7always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns.'

D ABut I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die

E7 Awhen I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry

A | A7 | A | A7

D | D | A | A

E7| E7| A |

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

A7They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars

D AWell, I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free

E7 ABut those people keep a moving, and that's what tortures me

A | A7 | A | A7

D | D | A | A

E7| E7| A |

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

A7I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line

D AFar from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay

E7 AAnd I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away