Luyện nghe bài hát Folsom Prison Blues

Well I hear train a comming, its rollin round the bend
I ain't seen the sunshine since, I don't when
Yeah I'm stuck in Folsom Prison, keeps dragging on
But that train just keeps on rollin, on down to San

When I was just a baby, mama me son
She said always be a good boy, don't you ever play guns
But I shoot a man in Reno, just to he die
When I hear lonesome whitsle blow, I hang my head down and cry

I bet theres rich folk eating in some fancy dining car
Probably drinking coffee, big cigars
Well I know I had it coming, I know I be free
But that train just on rollin, thats what tortures me

on rollin...

Well if they freed me that prison and that railroad train was mine
I bet I move it on just a little down that line
Far from Folson Prison is where I to stay
Well I let that lonesome whistle blow, blow my away

I let that lonesome whistle blow, just blow my blues away