Roll in my sweet baby's arms
      Roll in my sweet baby's arms
      Lay around the shack 'til the mail train comes back
      And 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 come back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms
  * Refrain
Now where were you last Friday's Night
While I was lying in jail
Walking the street another man
Would even go my bail
  * Refrain
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
  * Refrain