Irkutsk Prison Blues (tekst ved Lokomotiv Transsiberia
Tidlegare kjent som "Folsom Prison Blues", tekst/melodi Johnny Cash)
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.
I'm stuck at Irkutsk Prison and time keeps draggin' on.
But that train keeps rollin' on down to Moscow town.
When I was just a baby, my mama told me, "Igor,
Always be a good boy; don't ever shoot the czar."
But I shot a man in Kremlin, just to watch him die.
When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry.
I bet there's rich folk eatin' in a fancy dining car.
They're prob'ly drinkin' vodka and heatin' samovars,
But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free,
But those people keep a movin', and that's what tortures me.
Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine,
I bet I'd move on over a little farther down the line,
Far from Irkutsk Prison, that's where I want to stay,
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.