Kinky Friedman - Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms Lyrics
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- Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms Lyrics
Album: Live From The Lone Star Café (Traditional) I ain't gonna work on the railroad Ain't gonna work on the farm Gonna lay round the shack Till the mail train comes back Roll in my sweet baby's arms. Roll in my sweet baby's arms Roll in my sweet baby's arms Lay around the shack Till the mail train comes back Roll in my sweet baby's arms. Where were you last Friday night While I was laying here in jail ? You were 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 Gonna lay around the shack Till the mail train comes back Roll in my sweet baby's arms. I ain't gonna work on the railroad I ain't gonna work on the farm Gonna lay around the shack Till the mail train comes back Roll in my sweet baby's arms. Roll in my sweet baby's arms Roll in my sweet baby's arms Gonna lay around the shack Till the mail train comes back Roll in my sweet baby's Roll in my sweet baby's Roll in my sweet baby's arms. Alright, kids, risin' up the bow, ready for twin fiddles now, Mary and Larry you two ready together now, alright ? It's a crazy little thing and we call it the Cotton-Eyed Joe!
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