Well I hear that train is commin', it's rollin' down the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when Well I'm stuck in 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 gun But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die now I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and cry Well I bet there's rich folks {tu je daco ine len nerozumiem daco ako indian manner}eatin' in a fancy dining car They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars But I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free But that people keeps movin' and that's what tortures me Well if they freed me from this prison if that railroad train was mine I bet move it on over little farther down the line Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay And I'd let that{tu to tiež spieva trocha ináč a nič mu nerozumieť} lonesome whistle blow my blues away Alright. 9. ... najviac z mojeho srdca ... A teraz, sa pomaly, pomaly a isto rozlúčime so skupinou ktorá bola za mnou. Oni pôjdu, ale ja, ja vám zaspievam pesničku, ktorá je, no môžem teraz už ak tu nie su, ta môžem povedť, že toto ja najviac z mojeho srdca bo to som napisal keď som mal, no také, som mal také obdobie že som písal pesničky zo srdac a jedna z tych pesničiek bola tota, ktoru vam tearaz zahram. A vola sa Láska moja de si. by kamil_335