I hear the train a-coming, it’s rolling around the bend And I ain’t seen the sunshine since I don’t know when I’m stuck in fulsome prison and time keeps dragging on Well that train keeps rolling on down the sand and tund 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 blowing, I hang my head and cry