Paroles de Folsom Prison Blues

Bobby Solo
G
I hear the train a coming it's rolling round the bend
G7
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
G
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps dragging on
D7 G
But that train keeps rolling on down to San Anton
When I was just a baby my mama told me son
G7
Always be a good boy don't ever play with guns
G
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
D7 G
When I hear that whistle blowing I hang my head and cry
I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
G7
They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars
G
But I know I had it coming I know I can't be free
D7 G
But those people keep a moving and that's what tortures me
Well if they freed me from this prison if that railroad train was mine
G7
I bet I'd move on over a little farther down the line
G
Far from Folsom Prison that's where I want to stay
D7 G
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away
InterprèteBobby Solo
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