It was the third of septemberThat day I'll always remember, yes I will'cause that was the day that my daddy diedNever had a chance to see him, noNever heard nothing but bad things about himMama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truthMama just hung her head and said[chorus]"papa was a rollin' stoneWherever he laid his hat was his homeAnd when he diedAll he left us was alone"[repeat]Hey, mama, is it true what they sayThat papa never worked aday in his lifeSome bad talk going around sayin'Papa had three outside childrenAnd another wifeThat ain't rightHeard some talk about papa and his storefrontPreachin'Talkin' about saving souls and all the timeLeachin'And dealing in dirtStealin' in the name of the LordBut mama she just said[chorus]Say I heard my papa was a jack of all tradesIs that what papa sent to an early grave?Folks say papa would beg, borrow or steal justTo pay his billsHey, mama, folks say papa was never much in thinkin'Spent most of his time chasin' women and drinkin'But mother, I'm depending on youTo tell me the truthBut my mama she just said

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