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
I Never heard nothin’ but bad things about him
Mama, I’m depending on you to tell me the truth
Momma just hung her head and said
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died
All he left us was alone
Well, well, is it true what they say
That Papa never worked a day in his life?
And Mama, there’s some bad talk goin’ around town
Sayin’ that Papa had three outside children and another wife
That shit ain’t right
Heard some talk about Papa doing some storefront preaching
Talking about saving souls and all the time leeching
He’s dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord
And she said
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died
All he left us was alone x2
Folks say Papa never was much on thinking
Spent most of his time chasing women and drinking
Momma, I’m depending on you, to tell me the truth
Papa was a rolling stone, son
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…