I hang my head and cry
But I shot a man in Reno
And time keeps draggin' on
And I ain't seen the sunshine
My mama told me, son
But those people keep a-movin'
If that railroad train was mine
That's where I want to stay
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison
And I'd let that lonesome whistle
“Always be a good boy
And that's what tortures me
I know I can't be free
A little farther down the line
They're probably drinking coffee
From a fancy dining car
On down to San Antone
Far from Folsom Prison
When I hear that whistle blowin'
But that train keeps a-rollin'
Don't ever play with guns”
I bet there's rich folks eatin'
Well I know I had it coming
And smoking big cigars
I bet I'd move it on
Just to watch him die
Well if they freed me from this prison
When I was just a baby
Since I don't know when
