>F#
I hear the train acoming it's rolling round the bend
and I ain't seen the sunshine sine I don't know when
B F#
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on
C# F#
But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone
F#
When I was just a baby my Mama told me 'Son
always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns.
B F#
But I shot the man in Reno, just to watch him die
C# F#
when I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry
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