Folsom Prison Blues

Interpret: Petr Kocman
Album: Dej country štěstí
Vydavatel: Multisonic
Rok: 1999

I hear the train a commin´
It´s rollin´round the band
And I ain´t have seen the sunshine
Since, I don´t know when
I´m stuck at Folsom prison
And time keeps dragin´ on
But than train keeps rollin
On down to San Anton

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 whistle blowin´
I hang my head and cry

I bet there´s rich folks eating in fancy dining car
They´re probly drinkin coffe and smokin´ big cigars
But I know I had it commin´ I know I can´t be free
But those people keep a movin´and that´s what
Tortures me

Well if they fred me from this prison
If that railroad train was mind
I bet I´d move on over a little feather down the line
Far from Folsom prison that´s wher I want to say
And I´d let that Lonesome whistle blow my
Blues away.