Lyrics:

Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms

Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms

Gonna lay around the track

Till the mail train comes back

Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms



Now where was you last friday night

When I was lyin' in jail?

Roamin' the streets with another man

Wouldn't even go my bail



(refrain)



Grandma's a gingerbread maker

Mama can weave and can spin

Papa's got an intrest in that old frieght yard

Just watches that money roll in



(refrain)



I know that your parents don't like me

They drove me away from your door

If I had my life to live over

Wouldn't go 'round there anymore



(refrain)