I ain't gonna work on the railroad
Ain't gonna work on the farm
I'm gonna lay around the shack 
Till the mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms 
Roll in my sweet baby's arms 
I'll lay around the shack
Till the mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms

Now where were you last Friday night
While I was lyin' in jail
Walking the streets with another man
Wouldn't even go my bail

Roll in my sweet baby's arms 
Roll in my sweet baby's arms 
Till the mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms

I know your parents don't like me
They turn me away from your door
Had my life to live over
Wouldn't go there any more

Roll in my sweet baby's arms 
Roll in my sweet baby's arms 
I'm gonna lay around the shack 
Till the mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms

Roll in my sweet baby's arms 
Roll in my sweet baby's arms 
I'll lay around the shack
Till the mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms