Folsom prisom Blues

Tom: D

      D
    I hear the train a-comin'.
    It's rollin' 'round the bend.
    And I ain't seen the sunshine since
    I don't remember when.
        G
    I'm stuck in Folsom Prison
                            D
    and time keeps draggin' on.
             A
    But that train keeps a-rollin'
                     D
    on down to San Antone.

         D
    When I was just a baby,
    my momma told me, "Son,
    always be a good boy,
    don't ever play with guns."
          G
    But I shot a man in Reno,
                      D
    just to watch him die.
           A
    When I hear that whistle blowin'
                       D
    I hang my head and cry.