Well, I hear that train a comin'
Comin' around the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine
Since I don't know when

And I'm stuck in Folsom Prison
I'm bound to stay and die
And when I hear the lonesome whistle
I hang my head down and cry

Well, now when I was a baby
My momma told me, "Son
Always be a good boy
Don't you ever play with guns"

But I shot a man in Reno
Just to watch him die
And when I hear the lonesome whistle
I hang my head down and cry

Well, now if I was a railroad
If that old freight train was mine
I think I'd get it moving
Just a little down the line

But I knew I had it comin'
I had to carry-on
And now I hear the whistle blowin'
Down thе San Antone
Well, my momma she donе told me
Poppa done told me, too
"Son, that gal you foolin' with
She ain't no good for you"

But that's all right
That's all right
That's all right now, momma
Anyway that you do

Well, I stand at my window
I hang my head and cry
I hate to lose that woman
Hate to say good-bye

But that's all right
That's all right
That's all right now, momma
Anyway that you do

Well, baby, one of these mornings
And, lord, it won't be long
You're gonna look for me, baby
And daddy will be gone

But that's all right
That's all right
That's all right now, momma
Anyway that you do
That's all right now, momma
Anyway that you do
That's all right now, momma
Anyway that you do