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letra de folsom prison blues - local violence

i hear the train a-comin’; it’s rollin’ ’round the bend
and i ain’t seen the sunshine since i don’t know when
i’m stuck at folsom prison and time keeps draggin’ on
but that train keeps a-rollin’
on down to san antone
when i was just a baby, my mama 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 eatin’ in a fancy dining car
they’re prob’ly drinkin’ coffee and smokin’ big cigars
but i know i had it comin’, i know i can’t be free
but those people keep a-movin’
and that’s what tortures me
well, if they freed me from this
prison, if that railroad train was mine
i bet i’d move on over a little farther down the line
far from folsom prison, that’s where i want to stay
and i’d let that lonesome whistle
blow my blues away

- local violence

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