Roll In My Sweet Baby’s Arms (Revisit) Lyrics

Ain't no information worker, don't drop me onto some data farm

I'll lay around the shack, till the mail trains come back

And 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 trains come back

And roll in my sweet baby's arms

My waistcoat buttons are poppin', but I'll take one more piece of pie

I'll give a thought to exercisin', I might even try to try

Oh, roll in my sweet baby's arms, roll in my sweet baby's arms

Lay around the shack, till the mail trains come back

And roll in my sweet baby's arms

There are some folks who say that I'm lazy, some worry I rest way too hard

You'll find me there in my hammock, searching for my business card

Roll in my sweet baby's arms, roll in my sweet baby's arms

Lay around the shack, till the mail trains come back

And roll in my sweet baby's arms

I know your parents don't like me; grandparents indifferent at best

If I were to do things over, I'd skip that algebra test

To go roll in my sweet baby's arms, roll in my sweet baby's arms

Lay around the shack, till the mail trains come back

And roll in my sweet baby's arms

Now Daddy's nuthin' but retirin'

Since Sister made that app

Mama's takin' classes in college

I went to take a nap

And go roll in my sweet baby's arms, roll in my sweet baby's arms

Lay around the shack, till the mail trains come back

And roll in my sweet baby's arms

Oh I said now

Roll in my sweet baby's arms, rollin'

Roll in my sweet baby's arms, baby roll me

Lay around the shack, till the mail trains come back

And  roll in my sweet baby's arms