Luyện nghe bài hát Folsom Prison Blues

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

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

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

on rollin...

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

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