text: It was the third of September
  That day Ill always remember, yes, I will
  Because that was the day when my daddy died
  I never got a chance to see him
  Never heard nothin but bad things about him
  Mama, Im depending on you to tell me the tuth
  And mama just hung her head 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
  Papa was a rolling stone
  Wherever he laid his hat was his home
  And when he died, all he left us was alone
  Hey, mama, is it true what they say
  That papa never worked a day in his life?
  Bad talks goin around goin around town
  Sayin papa had two young kids and another wife, woo
  Oh, folks sayin papa did some storefront preaching
  Living in that old soul and all the time drinking
  He was dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord
  Mama turned her head 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
  Papa was a rolling stone
  Wherever he laid his hat was his home
  And when he died, all he left us was alone
  Thank you, thank you, arigato