G---/G-D-/G-C-/GDG- Ain't gonna work on the railroad Ain't gonna work on the farm lay 'round this shack till the mail train comes back And I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms. - Roll in my sweet baby's arms - Roll in my sweet baby's arms - I'll lay 'round this shack till the mail train comes back - And I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms. 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 ain't no change in me