[Lyric] Rolling in My Sweet Babys Arms (Swamptrash)

Well, where were you last Friday night
While I was lyin' in jail
You walkin' the streets with another man
You wouldn't even go my bail

Well, I'm rolling in my sweet baby's arms
I'm rolling in my sweet baby's arms
I'll lay around the shack
Till the mail train comes back
Rolling in my sweet baby's arms

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

Well, I'm rolling in my sweet baby's arms
I'm rolling in my sweet baby's arms
I'll lay around the shack
Till the mail train comes back
Rolling in my sweet baby's arms
Now honey child, you say you don't love me
And you say you never care
I went around the shack
Till the mail train comes back
Ram that thing as soon they go, honey, I will

Well, I'm rolling in my sweet baby's arms
I'm rolling in my sweet baby's arms
I'll lay around the shack
Till the mail train comes back
Rolling in my sweet baby's arms

No, ain't gonna work for Ms. Stature
Ain't gonna work for her no more
I'll lay around this flat
Till thе mail train comes back
Ain't gonna work for you no more, I don't

Well, I'm rolling in my sweet baby's arms
I'm rolling in my sweet baby's arms
I'll lay around thе shack
Till the mail train comes back
Rolling in my sweet baby's arms