As many are already aware, Jim Folsom has been railroaded into jail by the criminals that control the US through corrupt judges.

The following is my tribute to Jim, Paul Pantone, and the other victims of this organized criminal cabal.



Folsom’s Prison Blues


In  my best Johnny Cash voice:


I hear them boots a marchin';
They’re comin’ round the bend.

They came to get Jim Folsom, and put him in the pen.

And he ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when.
He’ stuck in Folsom’s prison, and time keeps draggin' on;
But that clock keeps a tickin', like it does for Paul Pantone.

When he was just a baby, his mama told him, Son,
Always be a good boy, but watch out for the man.
But he sold a cure for cancer, just to help some guy.
Now when I hear all that propaganda, I hang my head and cry.

I bet there's lotsa rich folks, drivin’ fancy cars, bought by you and me.
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smokin’ big cigars.
They say he had it coming, and he can't be free.

But those people just keep lyin';
And that's what tortures me...

Well if they freed him from that prison,
With that railroad job behind;
I bet that he'd be movin’ a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom’s prison, where that judge ought to stay;
And he’d leave that convict judge, to blow all the blues away.

Chorus:

Well, he’s stuck in Folsom’s and time keeps draggin’ on;
But that clock keeps on a tickin', like it does for Paul Pantone.

Cap-Z- ro

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