Rollin' In My Sweet Baby's Arms (Smokey River Boys)

Ain't gonna work on the railroad Ain't gonna work on the farm, Gonna lay 'round the track Till the mail train comes back Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms. Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms, Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms, Lay round this shack Till the mail train gets back Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms. Now where were you last Friday night While I was layin' in the jail? Were you walkin' the streets with another man? You wouldn't even go my bail. Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms, Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms, Lay round this shack Till the mail train gets back Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms. I know your parents don't like me They turn me away from your door, If I had my life to live over Oh well, I'd never go back anymore. Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms, Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms, Lay round this shack Till the mail train gets back Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms. I'm gonna lay around this shack til the mail train comes back... Rolling in my sweet baby's arms...