Roll In My Sweet Baby's Arms

I ain't gonna work on the railroad

I ain't gonna work on the farm

I'll lay around this shack till the mail train comes back

Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Gonna lay around this shack till the mail train comes back

Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms

Your parents, they never did like me

They drove me away from their door

If I had my life to live over

Lord, I'd never go there any more

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Gonna lay around this shack till the mail train comes back

Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms

Sister's a beauty operator

Mamma, she can weave and can spin

Dad owns an interest in that old cotton mill

Ought to watch that old cotton roll in

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Gonna lay around this shack till the mail train comes back

Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms

Honey, where was you at last Friday night

When I was laid down in jail

You was walkin' the streets with another man

You wouldn't come down and go my bail

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Gonna lay around this shack till the mail train comes back

Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms