Papa Was A Rolling Stone

Papa was a rollin` stone

It was the third of september

That day i`ll always remember, yes I will

`cause that was the day that my daddy died

Never had a chance to see him, no

Never heard nothin` but bad things about him

Mama, i`m depending on you to tell me the truth

Mama just hung her head and said


"papa was a rollin` stone

Wherever he laid his hat was his home

And when he died

All he left us was alone" (repeat)

Hey, mama, is it true what they say

That papa never worked a day in his life

Some bad talk going around sayin`

Papa had there outside children

And another wife

That ain`t right

Heard some talk about papa and his storefront


Talkin` about saving souls and all the time


And dealing in dirt

Stealin` in the name of the lord

But mama she just said


Say, I heard my papa was a jack of all trades

Is that what sent papa to an early grave?

Folks say papa would beg, borrow or steal just

To pay his bills

Hey, mama, folks say papa was never much on thinkin`

Spent most of his time chansin` women and drinkin`

But mother, i`m depending on you to tell me the


But my mama she just said


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