Roll in My Sweet Baby's Arms Songtext
von Bill Monroe

Now we got a number comin′ up that's got a good title
Roll in my sweet baby′s arms

I ain't gonna work on the railroad
No, I ain't gonna work on the farm
Gonna stay ′round this shack
′Til the mail train comes back
An' I′ll roll in my sweet baby's arms

Rollin′ in my sweet baby's arms
Rollin′ in my sweet baby's arms
I'll lay around my shack
′Til the mail train comes back
An′ I'll roll in my sweet baby′s arms

Are you gonna let us come back up here some time?


Oh where were you last Friday night?
My love was lyin' down in jail
You were walkin′ the streets with Bill and Roy
Wouldn't even go in my bed

Rollin′ in my sweet baby's arms
Rollin' in my sweet baby′s arms
I′ll lay around my shack
'Til the mail train comes back
An′ I'll roll in my sweet baby′s arms

I know your parents don't like me
They drove me away from your door
If I hand my life to you
I′d never go there anymore

Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Rollin′ in my sweet baby′s arms
I'll lay around my shack
′Til the mail train comes back
An' I′ll roll in my sweet baby's arms