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Album: Miscellaneous (1968)
Artists: Cash Johnny

  1. 25 Minutes To Go
  2. A Boy Named Sue
  3. A Thing Called Love
  4. Ain't No Good Chain Gang
  5. ANY OLD WIND THAT BLOWS
  6. BAD NEWS
  7. Ballad Of A Teenage Queen
  8. Ballad Of Ira Hayes
  9. Big River
  10. BIRD ON A WIRE
  11. BORN TO LOSE
  12. BURY ME NOT
  13. CHATTANOGA CITY LIMIT SIGN
  14. City Of New Orleans
  15. Come In Stranger
  16. COMMITTED TO PARKVIEW
  17. Country Boy
  18. Cowboy's Prayer
  19. Cry, Cry, Cry
  20. Daddy Sang Bass
  21. DEATH AND HELL
  22. Death Of Manolete *
  23. DELIA'S GONE
  24. Dirty Old Egg Sucking Dog
  25. Don't Take Your Guns To Town
  26. DOWN THERE BY THE TRAIN
  27. DRIVE ON
  28. Even Cowgirls Get The Blues
  29. Five Feet High And Rising
  30. FLESH AND BLOOD
  31. Folsom Prison Blues
  32. Frankie And Johnny
  33. Get Rhythm
  34. Girl In Saskatoon
  35. Give My Love To Rose
  36. God Ain't No Stained Glass Window
  37. GOODBYE, LITTLE DARLING, GOODBYE
  38. GRANDFATHER'S CLOCK
  39. Green, Green Grass Of Home
  40. Guess Things Happen That Way
  41. Heroes
  42. Hey Porter
  43. Hey, Porter


Cash Johnny
Miscellaneous
Folsom Prison Blues
By: John R. Cash
Recorded 1/13/68
Number 1 - Country Charts
Number 32 - Pop Charts

I hear the train a comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when.
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on.
But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone.

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

I bet there's rich folk eatin' in a fancy dining car.
They're prob'ly drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars,
But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free,
But those people keep a movin', and that's what tortures me.

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