Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Papa Was A Rolling Stone, artist - Gene Ammons. Album song Fine And Mellow, in the genre
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Record label: Prestige
Song language: English
Papa Was A Rolling Stone |
It was the third of September; |
that day I’ll always remember |
'Cause that was the day that my daddy died |
I never got a chance to see him; |
never heard nothin' |
But bad things about him |
Mama I’m depending on you to tell me the truth |
Mama just looked at him and said, «Son |
Papa was a rollin' stone |
Wherever he laid his head was his home |
And when he died, all he left us was alone.» |
Papa was a rollin' stone |
Wherever he laid his head was his home |
And when he died, all he left us was alone." |
Hey, Mama, is it true what the say |
That Papa never worked a day in his life? |
And Mama, they talk all around town say that |
Papa had three outside children and another wife |
And that ain’t right |
Heard them talkin' about Papa doing some storefront preachin' |
Talkin' about saving your souls and all the time weak, dealin' in death |
And stealin' in the name of the Lord |
Mama just hung her head and said |
Papa was a rollin' stone |
Wherever he laid his head was his home |
And when he died, all he left us was alone." |
Papa was a rollin' stone |
Wherever he laid his head was his home |
And when he died, all he left us was alone." |
Hey, Mama, I heard Papa call himself a jack of all trades |
Tell me, is that what sent Papa to an early grave? |
Folks say Papa would beg; |
borrow or steal to pay his bills |
Hey, Mama, folks say Papa was never much on thinkin'; |
Spend most of his time chasin' women and drinkin'! |
Mama, I’m depending on you to tell me the truth |
Mama just hung her head and said, «Son |
Papa was a rollin' stone |
Wherever he laid his head was his home |
And when he died, all he left us was alone.» |
Papa was a rollin' stone |
Wherever he laid his head was his home |
And when he died, all he left us was alone." |
Papa was a rollin' stone |
Wherever he laid his head was his home |
And when he died, all he left us was alone." |
Papa was a rollin' stone |
Wherever he laid his head was his home |
And when he died, all he left us was alone." |