Tom: E
Introdução:
E
I hear the train a-coming, it' s rolling round the bend
E7
and I ain' t seen the sunshine since I don' t know when
A E
I' m stuck at Folsom Prison, and time keeps draggin' on
B7 E
But that train keeps a-rollin' on down to San Antone
E
When I was just a baby, my Mama told me ' Son,
E7
always be a good boy don' t ever play with guns.'
A E
But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die
B7 E
when I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry
E
I bet there' s rich folks eatin' from a fancy dining car
E7
They' re probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars
A E
But I know I had it coming, I know I can' t be free
B7 E
But those people keep a moving, and that' s what tortures me
E
Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine
E7
I bet I' d move it on a little farther down the line
A E
Far from Folsom Prison, that' s where I want to stay
B7 E
And I' d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away