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The Temptations - Papa Was A Rollin' Stone - RemiX

Download: https://valterverdireworks.bandcamp.com/music Lyrics: It was the third 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 nothin' but bad things about him Momma I'm depending on you to tell me the truth Momma 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 (my son, yeah) Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died, all he left us was alone Hey Momma! Is it true what they say that Papa never worked a day in his life And Momma, some bad talk goin' round town sayin' that Papa had three outside children And another wife, and that ain't right Heard some talk Papa doing some storefront preachin' Talking about saving souls and all the time leechin' Dealing in dirt, and stealing in the name of the Lord Momma just hung her head and said Papa was a rolling stone (my son) Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died, all he left us was alone Hey Papa was a rolling stone (dad gumma it) Where ever he laid his hat was his home And when he died, all he left us was alone Hey Momma I heard Papa called himself a jack-of-all-trades Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave Folks say Papa would beg, borrow, steal To pay his bills Hey Momma Folks say Papa never was much on thinking Spent most of his time chasing women and drinking Momma I'm depending on you to tell me the truth Momma looked up with a tear in her eye and said, son Papa was a rolling stone (well, well, well, well) Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died, all he left us was alone (lone, lone, lone, alone) Papa was a rolling stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died, all he left us was alone Wherever he laid his hat was his home And when he died, all he left us was alone My daddy was Papa was a rolling stone (yes he was, yeah) Wherever he laid his hat was his home) Writers: Barrett Strong / Norman Whitfield