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letra de thunder cash '69 - cody parks & the dirty south

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

when i was just a baby
my mama told me ‘son
you always be a good boy
don’t you ever f-ck with guns’
but i shot a man in muldrow
just to watch him die
die, die, die
when i hear that whistle blowing
i hang my head and cry

i bet there’s rich folks eatin’
in a fancy dining car
they’re probably smoking reefer and
drinking pbr
well i know i had it coming
i know i can’t be free
can’t, can’t, can’t
but those people keep a-moving and
that’s what tortures me
well if they freed me from this prison and
if that railroad train was mine
i bet i’d movе it on
a little farther down the linе
far from folsom prison
that’s where i want to stay
yeah, yeah, yeah
and i’d let that lonesome whistle
blow my blues away
and i’d let that lonesome whistle
blow my blues away

living fast, and dying young like a endless poetry
my motor-psycho nightmare freakout inside of me
my sole salvation
lliberation on the drive
the power of the blaster
move me faster
1969

- cody parks the dirty south

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