Folsom Prison Line (Larry W. Jones 07/10/2009) (song#5909)

Now listen all you rounders to my sad and tragic tale
As I lie here dying in this bad Folsom prison cell
They brought me here on a train, said I had to do my time
Though I’m not to blame, I came on that Folsom prison line

Well, I’ve been in Folsom prison fifteen years til today
The truth has not arisen that would take these chains away
Another man is guilty and should take this place of mine
I’m the one who took his place on that Folsom prison line

I thought that we were buddies and would be until the end
But both his hands were bloody and his words were just pretend
Somebody said they saw me but the gun they ne’er did find
The law didn’t care, put me on that Folsom prison line

(instrumental)

How many times I’ve told my story, I don’t really know
I feel cold and lowly each time I hear that whistle blow
Oh, I wish I could ride that train home to clear name sometime
But I rode a one way trip on that Folsom prison line

Now listen all you rounders to my sad and tragic tale
As I lie here dying in this bad Folsom prison cell
They brought me here on a train, said I had to do my time
I’ll die in shame ’cause I came on that Folsom prison line

Kingwood Kowboy