Papa Was a Rollin' Stones

Papa Was a Rollin' Stones
It was the third of september
That day I'll always remember
'Cos that was the day that my daddy died
Never had a chance to see him
Never heard nothin' but bad things about him
Mama I'm depending on you to tell me the truth
And mama looked at him 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...
Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died
All he left us was alone...