Roll in My Sweet Baby's Arms
trad.
1.
G | |
I | ain't gonna work on the railroad, |
D | |
Ain't gonna work on the | farm. |
G | |
Gonna | lay 'round this shack |
C | |
'Til the | mail train comes back |
D | G | |
And | roll in my sweet baby's | arms! |
G | |
Roll in my sweet baby's arms, |
D | |
Roll in my sweet baby's | arms! |
G | |
Gonna | lay 'round this shack |
C | |
'Til the | mail train comes back |
D | G | |
And | roll in my sweet baby's | arms! |
2.
G | |
Where | were you last Friday night |
D | |
While I was lying in | jail? |
G | C | |
Walking the street with | another man, |
D | G | |
Wouldn't | even go my | bail! |
Roll in my sweet baby's arms... |
3.
G | |
I | know your parents don't like me |
D | |
They turn me away from your | door. |
G | C | |
If | I had my life to live | over |
D | G | |
I wouldn't | go there no | more! |
Roll in my sweet baby's arms... |
4.
G | |
Mama | was a beauty operator, |
D | |
Sister could weave and | spin. |
G | C | |
Daddy's got an interest in an | old cotton mill |
D | G | |
Watch | that money roll | in. |
Roll in my sweet baby's arms... |
5.
G | |
Some | times there's a change in the ocean, |
D | |
Sometimes there's a change in the | sea. |
G | C | |
Sometimes there's a change in my | own true love |
D | |
But there'll | never be a change in me. |
Roll in my sweet baby's arms... |