Papa Was A Rolling Stone

Papa Was A Rolling 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
I never got a chance to see him

Never heard nothin' but bad things about him
Momma I'm depending on you to tell me the truth
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone
Hey Momma!
Papa was a rolling stone
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
And when he died, all he left us was alone
Hey Momma!
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone