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Brandi Carlile
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Folsom Prison Blues (Live from Boston)
I hear the train a-comin' It's rollin' 'round the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine Since, I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom prison And time keeps draggin' on O but I hear that whistle blowin' Back home from San Antone
When I was just a baby My mama told me, 'Son Always be a good boy Don't ever play with guns'
But I shot a man in Reno Just to watch him die When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry
I bet there's rich folks eatin' Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com In a fancy dining car They're probably drinkin' coffee And smokin' big cigars
But I know I had it comin' I know I can't be free But those people keep a-movin' And that's what tortures me
Well, if they freed me from this prison If that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move out over a little Farther down the line
Far from Folsom prison That's where I want to stay And I'd let that lonesome whistle Blow my blues away
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