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 had 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 looked up 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 Mama is it true what they say That papa never worked a day in his life? And mama there's some bad talk goin' round town That papa had three out-side children And another wife, and that ain't right Heard some talk about papa Doin' some store-front prechin' Talking about saving souls and all the time leaching Dealin' in dirt and stealing in the name of the Lord Mama looked up 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 I heard papa call himself a jack of all trades Tell me is that what sent papa to an early grave? Folks say papa would beg, borrow or steal To pay his bills Hey mama, folks say papa wasn't much on thinkin' Spent most of his time chasing women and drinkin' Mama 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