Chords for Ernest tubb Folsom prison blues.wmv

_ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ I hear the train a-comin', it's a-rollin' round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when.
[G] I'm stuck in Folsom Prison, and time keeps [D] draggin' on,
_ _ _ But [A] that train keeps a-rollin' on down to San [D]
Antone.
_ [A] When I was [D] just a baby, my mama told me, son,
Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns,
But [G] I shot a man in Reno just to watch [D] him die. _
_ _ When [A] I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head [D] and cry. _ _
Oh, blondie, _ _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dinin' car,
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars.
Well, [G] I know I had it comin', I know I can't [D] be free, _ _
_ _ But [A] those people keep a-movin', and that's what [D] tortures me. _ _
Oh, buddy, _ _ _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine,
I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line.
[G] Forkin' Folsom Prison, that's where I want [D] to stay, _
_ _ _ [A] And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my [D] blues away. _ _
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