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Phil Collins - Papa Was A Rolling Stone 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 hung her head and said
 Papa was a rolling stone
 Where ever 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 momma, is it true what they say
 That papa never worked a day in his life?
 And momma, there's some bad talk goin' 'round town
 That papa had three outside children and another wife
 Heard some talk about papa doing some store front preachin'
 Talked about saving souls and all the time leaching
 Dealing in debt, stealing in the name of the law
 Momma hung her head and said
 Papa was a rolling stone
 Wherever he laid his hat was his home
 And when he died, all he left us was alone
 Son, papa was a rolling stone, yeah, you know it
 Wherever he laid his hat was his homePhil Collins - Papa Was A Rolling Stone - http://motolyrics.com/phil-collins/papa-was-a-rolling-stone-lyrics.html
 And when he died, all he left us was alone
 Oh yeah
 Come on, tell me, 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
 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
 Papa was a rolling stone
 Wherever he laid his hat was his home
 And when he died, all he left us was alone
 You know, papa was a rolling stone
 Wherever he laid his hat was his home
 And when he died, all he left us was alone
 [Incomprehensible]
 Papa was a rolling stone, yeah, you know it
 Wherever he laid his hat was his home
 And when he died, all he left us was alone
 Hey, you know how much you owe
 Papa was a rolling stone
 Wherever he laid his hat was his home
 And when he died, all he left us was alone
 Nothing but some bad days of [Incomprehensible]
Papa was a rolling stone

















