I hear that train a comin' it's a rollin' round the bend
Well I ain't seen the sunshine since, I don't when
Cause I'm stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on
When I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and moan
When I was just a baby my momma 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
I'll bet their drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars
Well I know I had it comin' I know I can't be free
That whistle keeps a blowin' and that what tortures me
If they freed me from this prison and that railroad train were mine
I'll bet I'd move out just a little further 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