Il testo della Folsom prison blues

I hear the train a comin' it's rollin 'round the bend
And i a'int 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 movin' on down to-san-an-tone

When i was just a baby my mame 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 heat the whistle blowin' i hang my head and cry

Well, if they freed me fom this prison
If that railroad train was mine
I bet i'd move it all a little farther down the line
Far from fulsom prison, that's where i want to stay
And i'd let that lonsome whistle, blow my blues away
I don't like it
But i guess things happen that way
You ask me if i'll get along i guess i will, some way
I don't like it but i guess things happen that way
God gave me that girl to lean on
Then he put me on my own heaven help me be a man
Have the strength to stand alonei don't like it
But i guess things happen that way
You asked me if i'll find another
I don't know
I can't say i don't like it but i guess things happen that way