LYRICS

Roll in My Sweet Baby’s Arms

Ain’t gonna work on the railroad
Ain’t gonna work on the farm
Gonna lay around the shack
Till the mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby’s arms.

[Chorus:]
Roll in my sweet baby’s arms
Roll in my sweet baby’s arms
Lay around the shack
Till the mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby’s arms.

Sometimes there’s a change in the ocean
Sometimes there’s a change in the sea
Sometimes there’s a change in my own true love
But there’s never been a change in me

[Chorus]

Mama is a beauty operator
Sister can weave and spin
Daddy owns an interest in that old cotton mill
Just watching the money roll in

[Chorus]

Where were you last Saturday night
While I was lying down in jail?
Walking the streets
With another man
Wouldn’t even go my bail

[Chorus]

Ain’t gonna work on the railroad
Ain’t gonna work on the farm
Gonna lay around the shack
Till the mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby’s arms.

Traditional, adapted & arranged by Jack Elliott & Derroll Adams

Sing The Western
Riding In Folkland
Jack Elliott
At Lansdowne Studios, London