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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 nothin' but bad things about him |
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Mama I'm depending on you, to tell me the truth |
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And Momma 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 all he left us was alone. |
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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 all he left us was alone." |
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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 goin' round town |
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Sayin' that Papa had three outside children and another wife, |
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And that ain't right. |
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Heard them talking Papa doing some store front preachin' |
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Talked about saving souls and all the time leaching |
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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 all he left us was alone. |
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Hey, 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 all he left us was alone." |
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Uh |
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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 that 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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And Momma 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) |
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Wherever he laid his hat was his home |
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And when he died all he left us was alone |
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Lone, lone, lone, alone |
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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 all he left us was alone |
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I said, Papa was a rolling stone, yes he was |
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Wherever he laid his hat was his home |
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And when he died all he left us was alone.." |
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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 |
