Текст песни Roll In My Sweet Baby's Arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms Roll in my sweet baby's arms Lay around the shack 'til the mail comes back And I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms I ain't gonna work on the railroad I ain't gonna work on the farm Lay down the shack 'til the mail train comes back And I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms Now where were you last Friday night While I was lying in jail Walking the streets with another man Wouldn't even go my bail I know you 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