It was the third of September That day I'll always remember, yes I will 'Cause that was the day that my daddy died
Never had a chance to see him, no Never heard nothin' but bad things about him Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth Mama just hung her head and said
Chorus Papa was a rollin' stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died All he left us was alone (repeat)
Hey, Mama, is it true what they say That Papa never worked a day in his life Some bad talk going around sayin' Papa had there outside children And another wife That ain't right
Heard some talk about Papa and his storefront Preachin' Talkin' about saving souls and all the time Leaching And dealing in dirt Stealin' in the name of the Lord
But Mama she just said
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Say, I heard my papa was a jack of all trades Is that what sent Papa to an early grave? Folks say Papa would beg, borrow or steal just To pay his bills. Hey, Mama, folks say Papa was never much on thinkin' Spent most of his time chansin' women and drinkin' But Mother, I'm depending on you to tell me the Truth
