F I hear the train a-coming, it's rolling round the bend F7 and I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when A# F I'm stuck at Folsom Prison, and time keeps draggin' on C7 F But that 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 blowing, I hang my head and cry I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars Well I know I had it coming, 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 it on 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 Подобрать аккорды без баррэ | ТональностьСбросить Размер шрифтаСбросить Подобрать аккорды без баррэ Аппликатуры аккордовA# ![]() C7 ![]() F ![]() F7 ![]() |
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