| I hear that train a comin', rollin' around the bend
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| I ain’t seen the sunshine since I don’t know when
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| I’m stuck in Folsom prison, time keeps draggin' by
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| But when I hear that train a movin'
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| God, I hang, I hang, I hang my head and cry
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| You know, I bet there’s rich folks eatin' in a fancy dining car
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| They’re drinking Jack Daniels whiskey, smoking big caboose cigars
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| Stuck in Folsom prison, time keeps draggin' on
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| Every time I think of them women
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| God, I think of good ol' San Antone, yeah
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| Well, now when I was just a baby, baby, my mama told me
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| Son, you oughta be a good boy, Jerry, don’t ever play with guns
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| Shot a boy in Memphis, I didn’t mean just to watch him die
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| Oh, when I think of good ol' Memphis, Tennessee
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| I hang my head and I cry
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| Now if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine
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| I’d move it on just a little further down the line
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| Far from Folsom prison, that’s where ol' killer needs to be
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| 'Cos them women keep on movin'
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| And Lord, Lord, and that’s what tortures Jerry Lee
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| My God, they ain’t gonna free me from this prison
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| And that railroad train ain’t mine
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| I know they’re never gonna let ol' Jerry get no further down the line
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| Far from Folsom prison, that’s where I ain’t gonna be
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| Woo, them women keep on movin'
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| My God, that tortures rockin' Jerry Lee |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Folsom Prison Blues , by - Jerry Lee Lewis. Song from the album Killer Country, in the genre Иностранный рок