| Song | Folsom Prison Blues |
| Artist | Bill Miller |
| Album | Reservation Road: Live |
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| -= Everlast 《 Folsom Prison Blues 》=- | |
| I hear the train a comin' | |
| Comin' '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 | |
| 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 blowin' | |
| I hang my head and cry | |
| I bet there's rich folks eatin' | |
| In a fancy dining car | |
| They're probably drinkin' whiskey | |
| And smokin' big cigars | |
| But 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 bet I'd move out 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 |
| Everlast Folsom Prison Blues | |
| I hear the train a comin' | |
| Comin' ' 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 | |
| That train keeps arollin' | |
| 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' | |
| In a fancy dining car | |
| They' re probably drinkin' whiskey | |
| And smokin' big cigars | |
| But I know I had it comin' | |
| I know I can' t be free | |
| But those people keep amovin' | |
| 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 out 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 |
| Everlast Folsom Prison Blues | |
| I hear the train a comin' | |
| Comin' ' 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 | |
| That train keeps arollin' | |
| 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' | |
| In a fancy dining car | |
| They' re probably drinkin' whiskey | |
| And smokin' big cigars | |
| But I know I had it comin' | |
| I know I can' t be free | |
| But those people keep amovin' | |
| 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 out 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 |