K-pop Lyrics

I hear the train a comin'; it's rollin' '
round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine since
I don't know when.
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time
keeps draggin' on.
But that train keeps rollin' on down
to San Antone.

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 folk eatin' in a fancy
dining car.
They're prob'ly 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 on 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