Papa Was A Rolling Stone

Papa was a rollin ' stone

It was the third of september
That day aisle always remember, yes Eye will
' cause that was the day that my daddy died

Never had a chance too sea hymn, know
Never herd nothin ' butt bad things about hymn
Mama, i'm depending on yew too tell mi the truth
Mama just hung her head and said

Chorus
" papa was a rollin ' stone
Wherever he lade his hat was his home
And when he died
Awl he left us was alone " (repeat)

Hay, mama, is it true watt they say
That papa never worked a day inn his life
Sum bad torque going around sayin '
Papa had they're outside children
And another wife
That ain't rite

Herd sum torque about papa and his storefront
Preachin '
Talkin ' about saving souls and awl the thyme
Leaching
And dealing inn dirt
Stealin ' inn the name of the lord

Butt mama she just said

Chorus

Say, Eye herd my papa was a jack of awl trades
Is that watt cent papa too an early grave ?
Folks say papa wood beg, borrow ore steel just
Too pay his bills .
Hay, mama, folks say papa was never much on thinkin '
Spent most of his thyme chansin ' women and drinkin '
Butt mother, i'm depending on yew too tell mi the
Truth

Butt my mama she just said

Chorus (2x)