| I ain’t gonna work on the railroad
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| I ain’t gonna work on the farm
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| I’ll lay around the shack till the mail train comes
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| Back
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| I’m rollin' in my sweet baby’s arms
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| Rollin' in my sweet baby’s arms
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| Rollin' in my sweet baby’s arms
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| Gonna lay around the shack till the mail train comes
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| Back
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| I’m rollin' in my sweet baby’s arms
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| Now where was you last Friday night while I was lyin'
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| In jail
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| Walkin' the streets with another man you wouldn’t even
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| Go my bail
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| Rollin' in my sweet baby’s arms…
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| Rollin' in my sweet baby’s arms
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| Rollin' in my sweet baby’s arms
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| Gonna lay around the shack till the mail train comes
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| Back
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| I’m rollin' in my sweet baby’s arms
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| Sister’s a beauty operator
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| Mamma can weave and can spin
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| Dad owns an interest in that old cotton mill
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| Ought to watch that old cotton rolls in Rollin' in my sweet baby’s arms
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| Rollin' in my sweet baby’s arms
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| Gonna lay around the shack till the mail train comes
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| Back
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| I’m rollin' in my sweet baby’s arms |