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

I the train a comin'
rolling round the bend
And I ain't the sunshine since I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time draggin' on
But that train keeps a rollin' on to San Antone.

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

I bet there's rich folks eating a fancy dining car
They're drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be
But those people keep a

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