Folsom Prison Blues (chromatic)

Автор мелодии: Johnny Cash
By Johnny Cash

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I hear that train a-com-in'

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It's rol-lin' 'round the bend,
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And I ain't seen the sun-shine,

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Since, I don't know when,
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I'm stuck in Fol-som Pri-son,
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And time keeps drag-gin' on,
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But that train keeps a-rol-lin',
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On down to San An-  tone.

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 folks eatin',
In a fancy dining car,
They're probably 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 out 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.
Жанр: Блюз
Тип гармошки: Хроматическая
Ключ гармошки: G

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