Papa Was a Rolling Stone Songtext
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Papa Was a Rolling Stone Songtext
Oh, yeah
It was the third of September
That day I′ll always remember, yes I will
'Cause that was the day that my daddy died
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
Tell me mama
Your papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died all he left us was alone, I'll tell you
Your papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died all he left us was alone
Oh, yeah
Tell me mama
Is it true what they say that papa never worked a day in his life
And mama, there′s some bad talk goin′ 'round
Sayin′ that papa had three children and another wife
And that ain't right
A-talk papa doing some store front preachin′
Saving souls and all the time leechin'
Dealing in dirt, and stealing in the name of the Lord
Oh, oh, oh yeah
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
When he died all he left us was alone, yeah
Well now papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, yeah all he left us was alone
Ooh, yeah
Oh, yeah, hey momma
I heard papa called himself a jack of all trades
Tell me, is that what sent papa to an early grave?
Papa would beg, borrow, steal just to pay his bills
Oh, 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 just to tell me the truth
Oh, yeah!
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died all he left us was alone, whoa-whoa-whoa
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
When he died, yeah all he left us was alone, yeah, yeah
Say it one more time
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died all he left us was alone, whoa
Take care! Well he did!
It was the third of September
That day I′ll always remember, yes I will
'Cause that was the day that my daddy died
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
Tell me mama
Your papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died all he left us was alone, I'll tell you
Your papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died all he left us was alone
Oh, yeah
Tell me mama
Is it true what they say that papa never worked a day in his life
And mama, there′s some bad talk goin′ 'round
Sayin′ that papa had three children and another wife
And that ain't right
A-talk papa doing some store front preachin′
Saving souls and all the time leechin'
Dealing in dirt, and stealing in the name of the Lord
Oh, oh, oh yeah
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
When he died all he left us was alone, yeah
Well now papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, yeah all he left us was alone
Ooh, yeah
Oh, yeah, hey momma
I heard papa called himself a jack of all trades
Tell me, is that what sent papa to an early grave?
Papa would beg, borrow, steal just to pay his bills
Oh, 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 just to tell me the truth
Oh, yeah!
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died all he left us was alone, whoa-whoa-whoa
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
When he died, yeah all he left us was alone, yeah, yeah
Say it one more time
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died all he left us was alone, whoa
Take care! Well he did!
Writer(s): Norman Whitfield, Barrett Strong Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com