Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Papa Was A Rolling Stone, artist - Was (Not Was). Album song The Collection, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Record label: Spectrum
Song language: English
Papa Was A Rolling Stone |
It was the third of September |
That day I’ll always remember, yes I will |
'Cause that was the day that my daddy died |
I never had 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 looked up and said son |
Papa was a rolling stone |
Wherever he laid his hat was his home |
And when he died all he left us was alone |
Where the hell are you daddy, that’s what I’m sayin' |
Down on my knees and tears and I’m prayin' |
Wishing and hoping my dreams could come true |
So I could feel like the other kids do |
A young child but not complete as a whole |
Before I was born you up and strolled |
Mama was there but you was up in the wind |
You never even knew my name and then |
You never wrote, called, let alone came by |
As a youth it was hard to wonder why |
But now I’m older and I don’t dwell on self pity |
Thinking about the life you didn’t give me |
I remember when I used to tell lies |
When people would ask I’d just fantasize |
Thinking of stories to make you look good |
But the real truth was you was never no good |
People would say I looked just like you |
But rest assured I don’t act like you |
I’m more than that, my mama raised me better |
And you can best believe I’m much more together |
So belive that |
Mama is it true what they say |
That papa never worked a day in his life? |
And mama there’s some bad talk goin' round town |
That papa had three out-side children |
And another wife, and that ain’t right |
Heard some talk about papa |
Doin' some store-front prechin' |
Talking about saving souls and all the time leaching |
Dealin' in dirt and stealing in the name of the Lord |
Mama looked up and said son |
Papa was a rolling stone |
Wherever he laid his hat was his home |
And when he died all he left us was alone |
It’s been said you gave me something you never had |
But that’s not always true and it’s sad |
To find myself missing you when I did |
But who knows the reasons why you did what you did |
I can’t help but wonder why |
You lived your life as a big fat lie |
You act like you had no responsibilities |
'Cause if you did it’s a bet that you wouldn’t be |
Stealin' beggin' hustlin' and schemin' |
You could’a got a job |
But did you know the meaning of work |
I’m talking about an honest day’s pay |
But you was too lazy to be that way |
Always trying to take the easy route |
That’s what they tell me, so I don’t doubt |
It for a moment, not for a sec |
Because you lacked all your self respect |
But it’s too late for you that is |
Tomorrow I’ll be going on about my biz |
And so it’s time to put the past behind |
Erase the anger and clear my mind |
I want to forget the little bit I know |
And make sure that I never sink so low |
'Cause I want my kids to grow up and know |
That I was always there because I loved them so |
And that’s the least thing that I can do |
But that’s a lot more than I got from you |
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 wasn’t much on thinkin' |
Spent most of his time chasing women and drinkin' |
Mama I’m depending on you to tell me the truth |
Papa was a rolling stone |
Wherever he laid his hat was his home |
And when he died all he left us was alone |