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It was the third of September |
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That day I'll always remember, yes I will |
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'Cause that was the day that my daddy died |
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I never got a chance to see him |
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Never heard nothing but bad things about him |
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Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth |
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Mama just hung her head and said |
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"Son, Papa was a rolling stone |
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Wherever he laid his hat was his home |
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(And when he died) |
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All he left us was a loan |
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Papa was a rolling stone, my son |
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Wherever he laid his hat was his home |
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(And when he died) |
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All he left us was a loan," well, well |
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Hey Mama, is it true what they say |
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That Papa never worked a day in his life? |
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And Mama, some bad talk going around town |
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Saying that Papa had three outside children |
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And another wife and that ain't right |
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I heard some talk about Papa doing some store front preaching |
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Talking about saving souls and all the time leeching |
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Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord |
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Mama just hung her head and said |
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"Papa was a rolling stone, my son |
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Wherever he laid his hat was his home |
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(And when he died) |
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All he left us was a loan |
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Hey, Papa was a rolling stone |
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Wherever he laid his hat was his home |
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(And when he died) |
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All he left us was a loan" |
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Hey Mama, I heard Papa called himself a jack of all trades |
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Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave? |
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Folks say Papa would beg, borrow, steal to pay his bills |
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Hey Mama, folks say Papa never was much on thinking |
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Spent most of his time chasing women and drinking |
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Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth |
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Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said |
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"Son, Papa was a rolling stone |
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(Well, well, well, well, yeah) |
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Wherever he laid his hat was his home |
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(And when he died) |
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All he left us was a loan, loan, loan, loan, loan |
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Papa was a rolling stone |
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Wherever he laid his hat was his home |
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(And when he died) |
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All he left us was a loan" |
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I said |
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"Papa was a rolling stone |
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Wherever he laid his hat was his home |
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(And when he died) |
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All he left us was a loan" |
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My daddy was |
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Papa was a rolling stone |
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Wherever he laid his hat was his home |