Can you hear the whistle blowing? Rolling around the bend 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 Antoine When I was just a baby My mama said 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 Well, there are rich people in there In big fancy dining car Bet they're drinkin' coffee Smokin' big cigars I guess I had it comin' I know I can't be free That train it keeps a-rollin' 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 on Farther down the line Far from Folsom Prison That's where I long to stay And I'd let that lonesome whistle Blow my blues away I'd let that lonesome whistle Blow my blues away