Lyrics

Ain't gonna work on the railroad Ain't gonna work on the farm Lay around the shack ’til 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 Lay around the shack ’til the mail train comes back Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms Mommy is a ginny cake baker --- Scott sings Sister can weave and spin Daddy's got an interest in that old cotton mill Just a-watch that old money roll in Roll in my sweet baby's arms Roll in my sweet baby's arms Lay around the shack ’til the mail train comes back Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms Sometimes there’s change in the ocean Sometimes there’s change in the sea Sometimes there’s change in my own true love But there’s never no change in me Where was you last Friday night While I was lyin' in jail Walkin' the streets with another man You wouldn't even go my bail Roll in my sweet baby's arms Roll in my sweet baby's arms Lay around the shack till the mail train gets back And then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms