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[Verse 1]
B7 E E
I hear the train a comin',
It's rolling round the bend.
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when.
A
I'm stuck in Folsom prison,
and time keeps draggin' on.
E B7 E
But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Anton.
[Verse 2]
E
When I was just a baby my mama told me,
"Son,
Always be a good boy,
don't ever play with guns."
A E
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die.
B7 E
When I hear that whistle blowing I hang my head and cry.
[Verse 3]
E A E B7
E E
I bet there's rich folks eating from a fancy dining car.
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.
A
Well I know I had it coming,
E
I know I can't be free,
B7
But those people keep a movin',
E
And that's what tortures me.
[Solo 2]
E A E B7
E E
Well if they'd free me from this prison,
[Verse 4]
If that railroad train was mine,
I bet I'd move it all a little farther down the line.
A
Far from Folsom prison,
E
that's where I want to stay,
B7 E
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.
[Outro]
| B7 | E |
[Verse 1]
| B7 | E | E | - |
| - | - | A | - |
| E | - | B7 | - |
| E |
I hear the train a comin',
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 draggin' on.
But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Anton.
[Verse 2]
| E | - | - |
| - | A | - | E |
| - | B7 | - | E |
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 blowing I hang my head and cry.
[Verse 3]
| E | - | - | - |
| A | - | E | - |
| B7 | - | E | E |
| - | - | - | A |
| - | E | - | B7 |
| - | E |
I bet there's rich folks eating from a fancy dining car.
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.
Well I know I had it coming,
I know I can't be free,
But those people keep a movin',
And that's what tortures me.
[Solo 2]
| E | - |
| - | - | A | - |
| E | - | B7 | - |
| E | E | - | - |
| - |
Well if they'd free me from this prison,
[Verse 4]
| A | - | E |
| - | B7 | - | E |
If that railroad train was mine,
I bet I'd move it all 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.
[Outro]
| B7 | E |
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