Chords for Roy Clark performing Folsum Prison on Austin City Limits

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Well, well, _ _ well, _ _ you get hung up right here at the top.
I've got the words. _
I hear the train a coming.
Coming around the bend.
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_ That's a train coming around the bend. _ _
_ That part.
_ And I ain't seen the sunshine since [B] I don't know when.
[A] Lord, I'm stuck in post prison.
_ _ _ Time keeps _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
dragging by.
_ Well, that'll make your eyes smart.
Every [B] time I hear that great train, I hang my [E] head and I cry. _ _ _ _ _ _
Well, when I was just a baby, my mama told me, son, always be a good boy.
Don't ever play with guns.
But I [A] shot a man in Reno.
You what? _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ Just to [Em] watch him die.
I say, won't you come down here?
[B] Every time I hear that great train, I hang my head [E] and I cry.
_ Take it out one time, Luther.
Take it out. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ The _ part that makes it all worthwhile.
_ _ Well, I'll bet there's rich folks eating in that fancy dining car.
Probably smoking whiskey and drinking a big cigar.
But I know I [A] had it one time.
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_ _ [Em] Somehow that don't [A] sound quite right.
All [Em] I do [E] is cry. _ _ _
_ _ Every [B] time I hear that great train, _ I hang my [E] head and I cry.
Now he's tripping. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Hold me now. _
Ain't trick.
I was _ _ wanting something else, but this is as close to a trick as I can find.
_ _ _ Ain't trick. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I let it blow up. _ _ _
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Yeah. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Well, if they free me from this prison and that railroad train was mine,
I bet I'd move it [Em] on a little farther down the line.
Lord, [A] so far from post prison. _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ See that?
That was my love.
_ I had her on top of me.
_ _ _ _ That's not a trick, son.
_ _ Extraordinary little pudgy bum. _
I woke up one morning and there it was. _ _
You know they'll drill me. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ Thanks, Mike. _ _ _
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Oh, that one gets harder every year. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I had originally planned to do one more for you this evening.
_ _ _ All I [E] do is cry. _ _ _ _ _
Every time I hear [B] that great train, I hang my head [E] and I cry. _ _ _
Take it out, blue man.
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_ _ _ Austin City Leonard Songora will be back with Roy Clark and Kate Mouse Brown. _ _