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Folsom Prison Blues 1 Johnny Cash

May/Oct 1967 THE BASEMENT TAPES COMPLETE:     THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 11 A TREE WITH ROOTS (T-731) THE GENUINE BASEMENT TAPES Vol. 5 (T-224)

The Basement Tapes - may/october 1967 Well i hear that train a-callin', a-callin' round the bend I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when Well i'm stucked in Folsom Prison, time keeps draggin' on And that train keeps a-rollin' down to San Antone. When i was just a baby, my mamma told me son Always be a good boy, don't fool around 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 i bet there's rich folks eatin' in fancy dinin' cars I bet they're drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars But while i'm stuck in Folsom Prison, 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 You bet i move'd it on down a little further down the line Far from Folsom Prison that's where i want to stay Well i'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.

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Folsom Prison Blues 2

3 May 1969 TRAVELIN' THRU:     THE BOOTLEG SERIES VOL. 15 / 1967-1969 GENUINE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 3:     The Third One Now (T-636) POSSUM BELLY OVERALLS (T-358) 70 DOLLAR ROBBERY (vinyl bootleg)

Self Portrait recording session 3, Nashville TN - 3.may.1969 Are you rollin' ? I hear that train a-rollin', it's a-rollin' round the bend I ain't seen the sunshine since i don't know when I'm stucked in Folsom Prison, time keeps draggin' on An' i hear that whistle blowin' all down to San Antone. When i was just a baby, my mamma 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 train a-blowin', i hang my head and cry. Well i bet there's rich folks eatin' in their fancy shinin' cars They're probably 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', well that's what tortures me. If they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine You bet i'd moved it on a little further 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.