Chords for Folsom Prison Blues

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_ I hear the train coming, it's rolling around the bend, and I ain't seen the sun shining since I don't know when.
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison, and time [Bb] keeps dragging [F] on, _ _ _ _ but [C] that train keeps rolling _ on down to San Antonio.
_ When I was just a baby, my mama told me, son, always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns.
[Bb] But I shot a man in Reno, _ just to watch [F] him die.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head [F] and cry. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car, they're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars.
[Bb] Well, I know I had it coming, I know I [F] can't be free, _ _ _ _ _ but those people keep moving, and that's what tortures me. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [F] _ _ Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine, I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line.
[Bb]
Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want [F] to stay.
_ _ _ _ [C] And I'd let that lonesome whistle _ blow my [F] blues away.
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