Folsom Prison Blues

Just to give some props where props are due: Discerning early Blottered readers selected a distinctive Most Wanted "Most Wanted," Glen Stewart Godwin. I think it has something to do with him being one of only three people to bust out of Folsom, and is still unaccounted for now decades later. Sure, dude's a murderer, but it's strangely comforting to know that John Law can't catch 'em all.

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 a-rollin' on down to San Antone.

When I was just a baby, my momma 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 it all 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.

And after linking to the tabulature for all the guitar pickin' ghosts of the California penal system out there, I'd like to say thanks for the cigarettes and pruno, but I'm bustin' out of Alcatraz and swimmin' for North Beach. Don't drop the soap, kids.