I'LL ROLL IN MY SWEET BABY'S ARMS
As recorded by Buster Carter & Preston Young, 1931.

Ain't gonna work on the railroad.
Ain't gonna work on the farm.
Lay around my shack till that mail train comes back,
Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms.

Roll in my sweet baby's arms,
Roll in my sweet baby's arms,
Lay round my shack till that mail train comes back,
Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms.

Can't see what's the matter with my own true love.
She done quit writing to me.
She must think I don't love her like I used to.
Ain't that a foolish idee?

Sometime there's change in the ocean.
Sometime there's changes in the sea.
Sometime there's changes in my own true love,
But there's never no change in me.

Mama's a ginger-cake baker.
Sister can weave and can spin.
Dad has bought a int'rest in that ol' cotton mill.
Just watch that ol' money roll in.

They tell me her parents do not like me.
They have drove me away from the door.
If I had all my time to go over,
I would never go back anymore.

Where were you last Friday night
When I was lyin' in jail?
Walking the streets with another man,
Wouldn't even go my bail.


Note: verse 2 is not treated as a chorus; it is sung only once, to the same tune as the other verses.