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It was the third of September |
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That day I'll always |
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remember yes I will |
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Cause that was the day |
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that my daddy died |
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I never had a chance to see him |
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Never heard nothing |
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but bad things about him |
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Mama I'm depending |
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on you to tell me the truth |
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Mama hung her head and said |
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Papa was a rolling stone |
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Wherever he laid |
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his hat was his home |
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And when he died all |
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he left us was alone |
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Papa was a rolling stone |
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Wherever he laid |
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his hat was his home |
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And when he died all |
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he left us was alone |
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Mama is it true what they say |
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That papa never worked |
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a day in his life |
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There's some bad |
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talk going around town |
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Say that papa had three |
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outside children |
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And another wife |
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Heard some talk about papa |
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Doing some store front preching |
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Talking about saving souls |
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and all the time leaching |
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Dealing in drugs and stealing |
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in the name of the Lord |
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Mama hung her and said |
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Papa was a rolling stone |
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Wherever he laid |
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his hat was his home |
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And when he died all |
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he left us was alone |
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Papa was a rolling stone |
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Wherever he laid |
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his hat was his home |
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And when he died all |
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he left us was alone |
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Hey mama I heard papa call himself |
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a jack of all trades |
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Tell me is that |
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what sent papa to an early grave |
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Folks say papa would |
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beg borrow or steal |
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To pay his bills |
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Folks say papa was |
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never much on thinking |
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Spent most of his time |
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chasing women and drinking |
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Mama I'm depending on you |
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To tell me the truth |
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Mama hung her and said |
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Papa was a rolling stone |
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Wherever he laid |
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his hat was his home |
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And when he died all |
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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 |
|
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 |
|
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 |
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And when he died all |
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he left us was alone |
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Papa was a rolling stone |
