I hear the train a comin'
It's rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't 1 when,
I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on
But that train 2 a rollin' on down to San Antone..

When I was just a baby my mama told me "Son,
Always be a 3 boy, don't ever play with guns."
But I shot a man in Reno 4 to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and cry..

I bet 5 's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin' coffee and 6 big cigars.
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
But those people keep a movin'
And 7 's what tortures me...

Well if they freed me from this prison,
If that 8 train was mine
I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
Far 9 Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away...