Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay
Bet I'd move on over a little farther down the line
But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free
But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars
Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns"
But those people keep a movin', and that's what tortures me
When I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and cry
Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine
I bet there's rich folk eatin' in a fancy dining car
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on
When I was just a baby, my mama told me, "Son
But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die
