Roll In My Sweet Baby's Arms

I ain't gonna work on the railroad

Ain't gonna work on the farm

Lay a-round the shack

Till the mail train comes back

And roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Lay round the shack

Till the mail train comes back

And roll in my sweet baby's arms

Now where were you last Friday night

While I was lyin' in jail

Walking the streets with another man

Wouldn't even go my bail

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Lay round the shack

Till the mail train comes back

And roll in my sweet baby's arms

I know your parents don't like me

They turn me away from your door

Had my life to live over

Wouldn't go there any more

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Lay round the shack

Till the mail train comes back

And roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Lay round the shack

Till the mail train comes back

And roll in my sweet baby's arms