This week, Jim is challenging us to come up with a song about various ‘warning’ sounds: bells, gongs, sirens, whistles and so on.
My first thought was ‘Get It On’ by T Rex (‘bang a gong’), but looking back I saw hat I’ve already used it, albeit about five years ago.
No matter, how about an artiste who, to me, is one of the few acceptable faces of country music – Johnny Cash, with one of his best-known songs?
I hear the train a comin’
It’s rolling round the bend
And I ain’t seen the sunshine since I don’t know when
I’m stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin’ on
But that train keeps a rollin’ on down to San Antone
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
I bet there’s rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
They’re probably drinkin’ coffee and smoking big cigars
Well I know I had it coming, 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 it on a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom prison, that’s where I want to stay
And I’d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away
Written by Johnny Cash
the only deadhead in the hameau 
Johnny Cash was a really cool guy that made some great songs.
One of his best known songs and rightly so.