Chris Thile & Michael Daves - Roll In My Sweet Baby's Arms lyrics

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 roll in my sweet baby's arms Roll in my sweet baby's arms Roll in my sweet baby's arms Gonna lay around the shack 'Till the mail train comes back And roll in my sweet baby's arms I'm on to be the operator Sister used to weave and spin Dad's got an interest in that old cotton mill And watch all the money roll in Roll in my sweet baby's arms Roll in my sweet baby's arms Gonna lay around 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 drove me away from your door If I had my life to live over again I'd never show my face any more Roll in my sweet baby's arms Roll in my sweet baby's arms Gonna lay around the shack 'Till the mail train comes back I'm rolling in my sweet baby's arms Where was you last Friday night When I was laying in jail? Out walking 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 Gonna lay around 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 Gonna lay around the shack 'Till the mail train comes back And roll in my sweet baby's arms Gonna lay around the shack 'Till the mail train comes back And roll in my sweet baby's arms