Intro: B7 E E I hear the train a comin, It's rollin round the bend E7 I ain't seen the sunshine since, I don't know when A E I'm stuck in Folsom Prison, And time keeps draggin on B7 E But that train keeps a rollin on down to San Antone E When I was just a baby, my mamma told me son E7 Always be a good boy don't ever play with guns A E But I shot a man in Reno, Just to watch him die B7 E When I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and cry (solo) E I bet there's rich folk eatin in a fancy dinin car E7 Probaly drinkin coffee and smokin big cigars A E But I knew I had it comin, I know I can't be free B7 E But those people keep a-movin', and that's what tortures me (solo) E If they freed me from this prison, If that railroad train was mine E7 I think that I would move a little farther down the line A E Far from folsom prison, thats where I'd want to stay B7 E And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away (Play little lick) |-------------------| |-------------------| |-------------------| |-------1-1---------| |-2-2-2-----2-------| |-------------2br-0-|
Enviado por: anônimo
Corrigido por: Jack Sowinski
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