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[intro]
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[Folsom Prison Blues]
E
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
    A
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison
                        E
And time keeps draggin' on
         B
But that train keeps a-rollin'
                 E
On down to San Antone


E
When I was just a baby,
My Mama told me son
Always be a good boy,
Don't ever play with guns
      A
But I shot a man in Reno
                  E
Just to watch him die
       B
When I hear that whistle blowin'
                   E
I hang my head and cry


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A  E  B  E


[Ring of Fire]
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G  C  G  G
G  D  G  G


G         C       G       G C G
Love is a burning thing
G              D     G     G D G
And it makes a fiery ring
G        C      G     G C G
Bound by wild desire
G              D       G
I fell in to a ring of fire...


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D              C               G
I fell in to a burning ring of fire
       D
I went down, down, down
        C           G
And the flames went higher
G
And it burns, burns, burns
C           G
The ring of fire
D           G
The ring of fire


[I Got Stripes]
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C                  G
On a Monday I was arrested (uh huh)
G                              C
On a Tuesday they locked me in jail (poor boy)
C                            G
On a Wednesday my trial was attested
                                                     C
On a Thursday they said guilty and the judge's gavel fell


C                                G
I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders
G                              C
I got chains, chains around my feet
C                                G
I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders
G                                                      C
And them chains, them chains, they're about to drag me down


D                            A
On a Monday my momma come to see me
A                                  D
On a Tuesday they caught me with a file
D                              A
On a Wednesday I'm down in solitary
A                                              D
On a Thursday I start on bread and water for a while


D                                A
I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders
A                              D
I got chains, chains around my feet
D                                A
I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders
A                                                      D
And them chains, them chains, they're about to drag me down