Roll In My Sweet Baby's Arms-The Monroe Brothers

Roll In My Sweet Baby's Arms - The Monroe Brothers I ain't gonna work on the railroad I ain't gonna work on the farm Gonna lay around the shack Till the mail train comes back And I roll in my sweet baby's arms Roll in my sweet baby's arms Roll in my sweet baby's arms Lay around my shack Till the mail train comes back And I roll in my sweet baby's arms I know your parents don't like me They drove me away from your door If I had my life to live over I'd never go there any more Roll in my sweet baby's arms Roll in my sweet baby's arms Lay around my 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 Lay around my shack Till the mail train comes back Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms Now where were you last friday night While I was lying' down in jail You were walking' the streets with bill monroe And you wouldn't even got my bail Roll in my sweet baby's arms Roll in my sweet baby's arms Lay around my shack Till the mail train comes back Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms