Folsom Prison Blues.
Chris Stapleton.

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I hear that train comin' it's rollin' 'round the bend,
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I ain't seen the sunshine, since, I don't know when,
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Well I'm stuck In Folsom Prison, time keeps draggin' on,
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But that train keep's rollin' on down to San Antone.

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Well I was just a baby, my Mama told me son,
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Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns,
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But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die,
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Well I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry.

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I bet there's rich folk's eatin' some fancy dining car,
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Their probably drinkin' coffee, and smokin' big cigars,
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But I know I had it comin' I know I can't be free,
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But those people keep on movin' and that what tortures me.

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But I move it on little farther down the line, well I, 
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Yeah and I let that lonesome whistle, blow my blues away.

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