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 got a chance to see him

Never heard nothing

But bad things about him

Momma I'm depending on you

To tell me the truth

Momma just hung her head and said

Papa was a rolling stone

Where ever he laid

His hat was his home

And when he died

All he left us was alone

Papa was a rolling stone

Where ever he laid

His hat was his home

And when he died

All he left us was alone

Is it true what they say that Papa

Never worked a day in his life

And Momma some bad talk

Going round town saying that

Papa had three outside children

And another wife

And that ain't right

Papa doing some store front preaching

Talking about saving souls

And all the time leeching

Dealing in debt

And stealing in the name of the Lord

Hung and said

Papa was a rolling stone

Where ever he laid

His hat was his home

And when he died

All he left us was alone

One more time

Papa was a rolling stone

Dad gumma it

Where ever he laid

His hat was his home

And when he died

All he left us was