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It was the third of September
That day I'll always remember, yes I will
'Cause that was the day that my daddy died
(Papa died ... young)
I never got a chance to see him
Never heard nothin' but bad things about him
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth
Mama looked up and said, Son

Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died
All he left us was alone

Hey, Mama, is it true what they say
That Papa never worked a day in his life?
And Mama, there's some bad talk goin' around town
Sayin' that Papa had three outside children and another wife
And that ain't right
Heard some talk about Papa doing some storefront preaching
Talking about saving souls and all the time leeching
Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord
Mama just looked up and said

Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died
All he left us was alone

Mama, mama, mama
I heard Papa called himself a jack of all trades
Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave?
Folks say Papa would beg, borrow or steal to pay his bills
I wanna know, mama
Folks say Papa was never much on thinkin'
Spent most of his time chasin' women and drinkin'
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth
And Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said, Son

Papa was a rolling stone, son
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died
All he left us was alone
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home...

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