Текст песни Tears for Beers - Rolling Im My Sweet Baby`s Arms
Tears for Beers - Rolling Im My Sweet Baby`s Arms слова песни
Ain`t gonna work on the railroad Ain`t gonna work on the farm, Gonna lay `round the track till the mail train comes back Then I`ll roll in my sweet baby`s arms. cho: Roll in my swwet baby`s arms, Roll in my sweet baby`s arms, Lay round this shack till the mail train gets back Roll in my sweet baby`s arms. Now where were you last Friday night While I was layin` in the jail? Were you walkin` the streets with another man? You 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 Oh well, I`d never go back anymore.