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 alone
Papa was a rolling stone, my son, yeah
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone"

Hey, mama!
Is it true what they say that papa never worked a day in his life?
And, mama, some bad talk going round town saying that papa had three outside children and another wife
And that ain't right
Heard them talk papa doing some storefront preaching
Talked about saving souls and all the time leeching
Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord

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

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 and steal
To pay his bills
Hey, mama
Folks say papa was never much on thinking
Spent most of his time chasing women and drinking
Mama, I'm depending on you
To tell me the truth

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 alone
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone