Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Folsom Prison Blues , by - Billy Ray Cyrus. Song from the album Set the Record Straight, in the genre КантриRelease date: 09.11.2017
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Folsom Prison Blues |
| Yeah come on |
| I hear the train a comin', it’s rolling 'round the bend |
| And I ain’t seen the sunshine since I don’t know when |
| I’m stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on |
| But that train keeps a 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 gun |
| But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die |
| (so I watch him die) |
| When I hear that lonesome whistle, I hang my head and cry |
| (hang down your head Antonio) |
| There’s probably rich folks eating from a big, old dining car |
| They’re probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars |
| But I know I had it coming, I know I can’t be free |
| (No I can’t be free) |
| But damn people keep a-movin' |
| And that’s what tortures me |
| Yeah |
| Well if they freed me from this prison |
| If that railroad train was mine |
| I bet that I’d move a little fellow down the line |
| Yeah Far from Folsom prison, that’s where I want to stay |
| (I would want to stay) |
| And then I’d let that lonesome whistle baby blow my blues away |
| (blow my blues away) |
| Ooh ohh |
| Get on it yeah |
| Sir |
| Yeah |
| Ooh |
| Blow my blues away |
| Blow my blues away |
| Blow my blues away |
| Blow my blues away |