Well I hear that train a comming its rollin round the bend

I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when

Yeah I'm stuck in folsom prison time keeps dragging on

But that train just keeps on rollin on down to san anton

When I was just a baby mama told me son

She said always be a good boy don't you ever play with guns

But I shoot a man in reno just to what he die

When I hear that lonesome whitsle blow I hang my head down and cry

Well I bet there's rich folk eating in some fancy dining car

Probably drinking coffee smoking big cigars

Well I know I had it coming I know I can't be free

But that train just keeps on rollin that's what tortures me

Keep on rollin

Well if they freed me from that prison and that railroad train was mine

I bet I move it on just a little farther down that line

Far from folson prison is where I want to stay

Well I let that lonesome whistle blow blow my blues away

Well I let that lonesome whistle blow just blow my blues away