Песни East Bound And Down/Folsom Prison Blues/On the Road Again и клип Видеоклип The Three Amigos - East Bound And Down Folsom Prison Blues On The Road Again Trucks And Trains
East bound and down, loaded up and truckin'
a'we gonna do what they say can't be done
We've got a long why to go and a short time to get there
I'm east bound just watch ol'Bandit run
Keep your foot hard on the peddle...son, never mind them brakes
let it all hang out cause we've got a run to make
The boys are thirsty in Atlanta,and there's beer in Texarcana
and we'll bring it back no matter what it takes
East bound and down, loaded up and truckin'
a'we gonna do what they say can't be done
We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there
I'm east bound just watch ol'Bandit run ......
( banjo & guitar solo )
Old Smokey's got them ears on, he's hot on your trail
and he ain't gonna rest 'till you're in jail
So you gotta dodge him.... you gotta duck him
You've gotta keep that diesel truckin....
just put that hammer down and give it hell
East bound and down, loaded up and truckin'
a'we gonna do what they say can't be done
We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there
I'm east bound just watch ol'Bandit run
Well, I hear the train a cominГВґ
ItГВґs a rolling round the bend
Well, I ainГВґt seen the sunshine
Since I donГВґt know when,
And IГВґm stuck in Folsom prison,
Time keeps dragginГВґ on
But that train keeps a rollinГВґ
On down to San Antone.
I was just a baby
My mama told me, son,
Said, always be a good boy,
DonГВґt 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.
--- Instrumental ---
Well, I bet thereГВґs rich folks eating
In a fancy dining car
TheyГВґre probably drinkinГВґ coffee
And smoking big cigars.
Well, I know I had it coming,
I know I cant be free
Now, those people keep a-movinГВґ
ThatГВґs what tortures me.
If theyГВґd free me from this prison,
If that railroad train was mine
I bet IГВґd move just a little
Further down the line
Yeah, Far from Folsom prison,
That's where I want to stay
Lord I here that whistle blowing
Blow my blues away.
(Spoken)
It's been thirty years now
And I know I'll never leave
This God forsaken place alive
Honest to God, When I hear those words
Ringin' through my head
As loud as that old train whistle
Crying out to me night after continuous night
Sending a cold steal quiver through my voice
I close my eyes and pray
That that iron horse is bound for the promise land
And I'll get to ride it home to glory...
On the road again -
Just can't wait to get on the road again.
The life I love is making music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again.
On the road again
Goin' places that I've never been.
Seein' things that I may never see again
And I can't wait to get on the road again.
On the road again -
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We're the best of friends.
Insisting that the world keep turning our way
And our way
is on the road again.
Just can't wait to get on the road again.
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again.
On the road again
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We're the best of friends
Insisting that the world keep turning our way
And our way
is on the road again.
Just can't wait to get on the road again.
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again.
And I can't wait to get on the road again.