Luyện nghe bài hát Folsom Prison Blues (American Idol Performance)

I hear the train a
It's rolling round the
And I ain't seen the sunshine I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps on
But that train keeps a on down to San Antone.

When I was just a baby my mama me "Son
be a good boy, don't ever play with guns."
But I shot a man in Reno just to him die
When I hear that blowin', I hang my head and cry.

I bet there's rich folks from a fancy dining car
They're probably coffee and smoking big cigars.
I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
But those keep a movin'

And that's tortures me...
Well if they me from this prison
If that railroad was mine
I bet I'd move it on a little farther the line
Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to
And I'd let that lonesome blow my blues away...