It was the third of September That day Ill always remember, yes I will Cause that was the day that my daddy died I never got a chance to see him Never heard nothing but bad things about him Mama, Im depending on you to tell me the truth And Mama just hung her head 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 a loan Papa was a rolling stone, my son Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died all he left us was a loan Well, well Hey Mama, is it true what they say that Papa never worked a day in his life? And Mama, some bad talk going around town Saying that Papa had three outside children and another wife And that aint right Hey, talk about Papa doing some store front preaching Talked about saving souls and all the time leeching Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord Mama just hung her head and said Papa was a rolling stone, my son Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died all he left us was a loan Hey, Papa was a rolling stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died all he left us was a loan Ugh Hey 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, steal to pay his bills Hey Mama, folks say that Papa was never much on thinking Spent most of his life chasing women and drinking Mama, Im 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 (well, well, well, well) Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died all he left us was a loan Papa was a rolling stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died all he left us was a loan I said, Papa was a rolling stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died all he left us was a loan
Posted on: Fri, 23 Jan 2015 10:38:27 +0000
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