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 nothing but bad things about him

Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth

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 ain't right

I heard some talk about Papa doing some store front preaching

Talking 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"

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 Papa never was much on thinking

Spent most of his time chasing women and drinking

Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth

Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said

"Son, Papa was a rolling stone

(Well, well, well, well, yeah)

Wherever he laid his hat was his home

(And when he died)

All he left us was a loan, loan, loan, loan, loan

Papa was a rolling stone

Wherever he laid his hat was his home