Folsom Prison Blues taby ukulele według Johnny Cash

G
I hear the train a comin, it's rollin round the bend,

I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when.
C                   G
I'm stuck in Folsom prison and time keeps draggin on.
    D7              G
But the train keeps rollin on down to San Antone.

G
When I was just a baby my mama told me, son

always be a good boy, don't every play with guns.
C                   G
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die.
D7               G
When I hear that whistle blowin I hang my head and cry.

G
I bet there's rich folks eatin in a fancy dinin car,

They're prob'ly drinkin coffee and smokin big cigars,
    C               G
But I know I had it comin, I know I can't be free, 
    D7                                           G
But those people keep a movin and that's what tortures me.

G
Well if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine

I bet I'd move a little farther on down the line.
    C             G
Far from Folsom prison that's where I want to stay
    D7              G
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.