(originally by The Temptations)
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It was the third of September
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That day I'll always remember, yes I will
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Cause that was the day, that my daddy died
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I never got a chance to see him
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Never heard nothin' but bad things about him
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Momma I'm depending on you, to tell me the truth
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Momma just hung her head and said, son
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[Chorus:]
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Papa was a rolling stone, (my son)
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Where ever he laid his hat was his home
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And when he died, all he left us was alone
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[Chorus]
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Hey Momma!
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Is it true what they say that Papa never worked a day, in his life
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And Momma, some bad talk goin' round town sayin' that Papa had three outside children
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And another wife, and that ain't right
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Heard them talking Papa doing some store front preachin'
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Talked about saving souls and all the time reaching
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Dealing in debt, and stealing in the name of the law
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Momma just hung her head and said...
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[Chorus 2x]
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Hey Momma,
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I heard Papa called himself a jack of all trades
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Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave
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Folks say Papa would beg, borrow, steal
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To pay his bills
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Hey Momma,
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Folks say Papa never was much on thinking
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Spent most of his time chasing women and drinking
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Momma I'm depending on you, to tell me the truth
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Momma looked up with a tear in her eye and said, son...
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[Chorus 4x]
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Papa Was A Rolling Stone
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| Phil Collins |
