Folsom Prison Blues

Words & Music:

Johnny Cash


This is transcribed in the May 2006 issue of Acoustic Guitar and fully transcribed in Guitar World.



I hear the train a-comin', it's rollin' round the bend.

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

    A                                              E

I'm stuck in Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on.

        B7                                      E

But the train keeps a-rollin' on down to 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' in a fancy dinin' car.

They're prob'ly 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 a little farther on 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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