Текст песни 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
Momma hung her head and said

Papa was a rolling stone
Where ever 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, is it true what they say
That papa never worked a day in his life?
And momma, there's some bad talk goin' 'round town
That papa had three outside children and another wife

Heard some talk about papa doing some store front preachin'
Talked about saving souls and all the time leaching
Dealing in debt, stealing in the name of the law
Momma 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

Son, papa was a rolling stone, yeah, you know it
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And when he died, all he left us was alone
Oh yeah

Come on, tell me, hey momma
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

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
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone

You know, papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone
[Incomprehensible]

Papa was a rolling stone, yeah, you know it
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone
Hey, you know how much you owe

Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone
Nothing but some bad days of [Incomprehensible]

Papa was a rolling stone