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• Artiste: David Hanselmann
• Titre: Papa Was A Rolling Stone
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It was the third of September that day I'll always remember yes I will 'cause that was the day that my daddy died yea I never got the chance to see him never heard nothing but bad things about him mama I'm depending on you to tell me the truth mama just hung her head and said son Papa was a rolling stone my son now wherever he laid his head was his home and when he died all he left me was alone papa was a rolling stone ooh ooh yea wherever he laid his head was his home and when he died all he left me was alone Hey mama is it true what they say that papa never worked a day in his life and mama some bad talk going around town saying that papa had three outside children and another wife and that ain't right hey some talk about papa doing some storefront preaching talking about saving souls and all the time leaching dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the lord mama hung her head and said Papa was a rolling stone my son wherever he laid his head was his home and when he died all he left us was alone now listen to me papa was a rolling stone well wherever he laid his head was his home and when he died all he left us was alone Hey mama I heard papa called himself a jack of all trades tell me is that what sent my papa to an early grave folks say papa would beg borrow and steal to pay his bills hey mama folks say papa was never much on thinking spent most of his time chasing women and drinking mama I'm depending on you to tell me the truth mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said son Papa was a rolling stone well well well wherever he laid his head was his home and when he died all he left us was alone papa was a rolling stone wherever he laid his head was his home and when he died all he left us was alone I say papa was a rolling stone wherever he laid his head was his home and when he died all he left us was alone