Schwa Lyrics

Rollin' in My Sweet Baby's Arms

Lyricist: Traditional
Vocalist: Cliff Starbuck

(Chorus) 
Well I ain't gonna work on the railroad,
I ain't gonna work on the farm,
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms,
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms,
Goin' to lay 'round the shack 'til the mail train comes back,
Goin' to roll in my sweet baby's arms.

Now where were you last Saturday night, 
While I was bound in jail,
You was walking the streets with another man,
Wouldn't even call my bail. 

Mother's a beauty operator,
Sister, she can weave and spin,
Daddy has an old cotton mill,
Watchin' the money roll in.


I know that your parents don't like me,
They sent me away from your door,
If I had my life to live all over again, 
I wouldn't go there any more.