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bob dylan - folsom prison blues lyrics

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i hear that train a-rolling, it’s a-rolling round the bend
i ain’t seen the sunshine since i don’t know when
i’m stucked in folsom prison and time keeps dragging on
and i hear that whistle blowing all down to san antone

when i was just a baby my mamma told me: son
always be a good boy, don’t ever play with guns
but i shot a man in reno just to watch him die
when i hear that train a-pulling i hang my head and cry

i bet there’s rich folks eating in their fancy dining cars
they’re probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars
but i know i had it coming, i know i can’t be free
but the people keep a-moving, and that’s what tortures me

if they’d free me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine
you bet i moved it on a little further down the line
far from folsom prison that’s where i long to stay
and i’d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away

- bob dylan

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