Текст (слова) песни: Gin Blossoms - Folsom Prison Blues
(Johnny Cash)
Well I hear that train a comin` It`s rollin` around the bend I ain`t seen the sunshine Since I don`t know when Well I`m stuck in Folsom Prison And time keeps draggin` on That train keeps rollin` On down to San Antone When I was just a baby My mama told me, "Son, Always be a good boy Don`t you ever play with guns" But I shot a man in Reno Just to watch him die When I hear that lonesome whistle I hang my head and cry Well I bet there`s rich folks eating In a fancy dinin` car I bet they`re taking mushrooms And smokin` big cigars Well I know I had it comin` I know I can`t be free Those people keep movin` And that`s what tortures me If they free me from this prison If that railroad train was mine You bet I`d move it on A little farther down the line Yeah, far from Folsom Prison That`s where I want to be Well those people keep movin` Goddammit, that`s what tortures me If they`d free me from this prison If that railroad train was mine You bet I`d move it on A little farther down the line Yeah, far from Folsom Prison That`s where I want to be Well those people keep movin` Goddammit that`s what tortures me
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