Roll In My Sweet Baby's Arms

in G

GAin't gonna work on the railroad,
Ain't gonna work on the D7farm.
Gonna Glay 'round the shack till the mail Ctrain come back,
Then I'll D7roll in my sweet baby's Garms.

Can't see what's the matter with my own true love,
She done quit writing to me,
She must think I don't love her like I used to,
Ain't that a foolish idea.

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Sometimes there's a change in the ocean;
Sometimes there's a change in the sea;
Sometimes there's a change in my own true love;
But there's never not change in me.

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Mama's a ginger-cake baker;
Sister can weave and can spin;
Dad's got and interest in that old cotton mill,
Just watch that old money roll in.

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They tell me that your parents don't like me;
They have drove me away from your door;
If I had all my time to do over,
I would never go there any more.

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Now where was you last Friday night,
While I was locked up in jail?
Walking the streets with another man;
Wouldn't even go my bail.

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Sometimes I sleep in the hen house,
Sometimes I sleeps in the barn,
Don't care where I'm at,
I only care that,
I'm rollin' in my sweet baby's arms.

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