Luyện nghe bài hát Folsom Prison Blues

I hear the a comin
Its rollin 'round the
I seen the sunshine
Since I dont when

Well, Im in Folsom Prison
And time keeps on
But I see a train a
On down to San

Bet rich folks eatin
In some fancy car
Probably drinkin
And smokin big

Well, I know, I had it
I know, I cant be
But them people keep on
And thats tortures me

When I was just a
My mama me, "Son
be a good boy
Dont ever play guns"

But I a man in Reno
to watch him die
Every time I hear whistle
I my head and I cry

If they freed me this prison
If that train was mine
Bet Id it on a
Little bit down the line

Far from Folsom
Thats where I long to
And Id let lonesome whistle
Blow my blues