Nhạc sĩ: Norman Whitfield, Barrett Strong
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It wasn't
the 3rd of September, that day I'll always remember, yes I will, cause that was the
day that my daddy died, I never got a chance to see him, never heard nothing but bad things
about him, mama I'm depending on you, tell me the truth, mama said.
Papa was a rolling stone, wherever he laid his hat was his home, and when he died, all
he left us was a loan.
Papa was a rolling stone, wherever he laid his hat was his home, and when he died, all
he left us was a loan.
Hey mama, is it true what they say, that papa never worked a day in his life?
Hey mama, bad talk going around town, saying that papa had another wife.
Heard some talk about papa doing some crunk store preaching, talking about saving souls
and all the town legion, dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord.
Mama said.
Papa was a rolling stone, wherever he laid his hat was his home, and when he died, all
he left us was a loan.
Papa was a rolling stone, wherever he laid his hat was his home, and when he died, all
he left us was a loan.
Papa was a rolling stone, wherever he laid his hat was his home, and when he died, all
he left us was a loan.
Mama keep on saying.
Papa was a rolling stone, wherever he laid his hat was his home, and when he died, all
All he left us was love
All he left us was love
All he left us was love
Yeah!