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 Mama, I'm depending on you To tell me the truth 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, my son. 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? And, mama, some bad talk goin' round town sayin' that papa had three outside children and another wife, And that ain't right Heard them talking papa doing some store front preachin' Talked about saving souls and all the time leechin' Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord Mama 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. 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, 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, mama, Folks say papa never was much on thinking Spent most of his time chasing women and drinking Mama, I'm depending on you To tell me the truth Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said, "Son,.. Papa was a rolling stone (well, well...) 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." I said, "Papa was a rolling stone (yes, he was, my son) 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 Wherever he laid his hat was his home