Roll In My Sweet Baby's Arms (Live 1974)

I'm roll in my sweet baby's arms
I'm roll in my sweet baby's arms
I'm gonna lay around the shack 'til the mail train comes back
I'm gon' roll in my sweet baby's arms

Well, I ain't gonna work out on the railroad
And I ain't gonna work out on the farm
I'm gon' lay around the shack 'til the mail train comes back
I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms

And that's why I'm roll in my sweet baby's arms, Lord, Lord
I'm roll in my sweet baby's arms
I'm gon' lay around the shack 'til the mail train comes back
I'm gon' roll in my sweet baby's arms

Hey, where were you last Saturday night
While I was laying right down in jail?
You was fooling, fooling, fooling around with another man
You wouldn't even stop to come and bail me

That's why I'm roll in my sweet baby's arms
I'm roll in my sweet baby's arms
I'm gonna lay around the shack 'til the mail comes back
I'm gon' I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms

Well, I ain't gonna work out on the railroad
And I ain't gonna work out on the farm
I'm gon' lay around the shack 'til the mail train comes back
And I'm gon' roll in my sweet baby's arms

That's why I'm roll in my sweet baby's arms
I'm roll in my sweet baby's arms
I'm gon' lay around the shack 'til the mail comes back
And I'll roll in my sweet baby's, roll in my sweet baby's
Roll in my sweet baby's arms

Thank you



Credits
Writer(s): Buck Owens
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