Folsom Prison Blues Ringtones

Well I hear the train a comin' she's gonna rollin' round the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when But I'm stuck in Folsom Prison oh the time keeps draggin' on And that train keep a rollin' on down to San Antone Well now I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dining car I bet they're drinkin' coffee chewin' on big cigars But I know I had it comin' now I know I can't be free And that train keep a movin' and Lord that's what tortures me [ Guitar ] Well when I was just a baby my mama told me son Always be a good boy don't you mess around with guns But I shot a man in Reno stood there to watch him die And when I hear that whistle blowing oh I hang my head and I cry Well if they freed me from this prison if that railroad train was mine Bet I'd move it on just a little bit farther down the line Away from Folsom Prison that's where I want to stay I got to stay now And I'd let that lonesome whistle let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away

I hear the train a comin' It's rolling 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 But that train keeps a rollin' On down to San Anton 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 dining car They're probally drinkin' coffee And smoking big cigars Well 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'd freed me from this prison If that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move it 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

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 But that train keeps a-rollin' On down to San Anton When I was just a baby My momma 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 probably drinkin' coffee And smokin' big cigars Well 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'd 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 Lull my blues away

Who you trying to get crazy with Whitey Don't you know I'm loco? I hear that train a-comin' Comin' around the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine Since I don't know when I'm stuck in Folsom Prison Time keeps draggin' on Andthat train just 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' From a fancy dining car They're probably drinking whiskey And smoking big cigars Well, I know I had it coming I know I can't be free Those people keep a-movin' And that's what tortures me If they freed me from this prison If that railroad train was mine I'd probably move it just a little Farther down the line Far from Folsom Prison That's where I long to stay And I'd let that lonesome whistle Blow out my blues away

I hear the train a comin' it's rollin 'round the bend And I a'int seen the sunshine since I don't know when I'm stuck in Folsom Prison, and time keeps draggin' on But that train keeps a movin' on down to-San-An-Tone When I was just a baby my mame 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 heat the whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry Well, if they freed me fom this prison If that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move it all a little farther down the line Far from Fulsom Prison, that's where I want to stay And I'd let that lonsome whistle, blow my blues away I don't like it But I guess things happen that way You ask me if I'll get along I guess I will, some way I don't like it But I guess things happen that way God gave me that girl to lean on Then He put me on my own Heaven help me be a man Have the strength to stand aloneI don't like it But I guess things happen that way You asked me if I'll find another I don't know I can't say I don't like it But I guess things happen that way