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I HEAR THE TRAIN A COMIN, IT'S ROLLIN ROUND THE BEND,

I AIN'T SEEN THE SUNSHINE SINCE I DON'T KNOW WHEN.
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I'M STUCK IN FOLSOM PRISON AND TIME KEEPS DRAGGIN ON.
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BUT THE TRAIN KEEPS ROLLIN ON DOWN TO SAN ANTONE.


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WHEN I WAS JUST A BABY MY MAMA TOLD ME, SON

ALWAYS BE A GOOD BOY, DON'T EVER AROUND PLAY WITH GUNS.
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BUT I SHOT A MAN IN RENO JUST TO WATCH HIM DIE.
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WHEN I HEAR THAT WHISTLE BLOWIN I HANG MY HEAD AND CRY.


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I BET THERE'S RICH FOLKS EATIN IN A FANCY DININ CAR,

THEY'RE PROB'LY DRINKIN COFFEE AND SMOKIN BIG CIGARS,
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BUT I KNOW I HAD IT COMIN, I KNOW I CAN'T BE FREE, 
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BUT THOSE PEOPLE KEEP A MOVIN AND THAT'S WHAT 
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TORTURES ME.

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WELL IF THEY FREED ME FROM THIS PRISON, IF THAT RAILROAD

TRAIN WAS MINE

I BET I'D MOVE A LITTLE FARTHER ON DOWN THE LINE.
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FAR FROM FOLSOM PRISON THAT'S WHERE I WANT TO STAY
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AND I'D LET THAT LONESOME WHISTLE BLOW MY BLUES AWAY.