—Lester Flatt
I ain't gonna work on the railroad
Ain't gonna work on the farm
Lay around the shack
Till the mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby's arms
Chorus:
Roll in my sweet baby's arms
Roll in my sweet baby's arms
Lay round 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 lying in jail
Walking the streets with another man
Wouldn't even go my bail
I know your parents don't like me
They turn me away from your door
If I had my life to live over
Wouldn't go there any more
Mother's a beauty operator
Sister she can weave and can spin
Daddy has an interest in that old cotton mill
Just a watchin' how the money rolls in
Sometimes there's a change in the ocean
Sometimes there's a change in the sea
Sometimes there's a change in my own true love
But there'll never be a change in me
Verse and Chorus:
| I | I | I | V |
| I | IV | (I or IV) – V | I |