It was the third of September
That day I will always remember
Because that was the day 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
And 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
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 around going around town
Saying that Papa had three outside children and another wife
And that ain´t right
Hey, talk about Papa doing some storefront preaching
Talking about saving your soul
And all the time leaching
Dealing IN DEBT and stealing in the name of the Lord
Mama, I´m depending on you to tell me the truth
And Mama 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
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died
All he left us was alone
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
Folks say Papa wasn´t much on thinking´
Spent most of his life chasing´ women and drinking
Mama, I´m depending on you to tell me the truth
And Mama looked up with a tear in her eye 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
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died
All he left us was alone