作曲：Barrett Strong/Norman Whitfield

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 nothing 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

Where ever he laid his hat was his home

And when he died all he left us was alone

Ohh Papa was a rolling stone my son)

Where ever he laid his hat was his home

And when he died all he left us was alone well well

Hey Momma

Is it true what they say that Papa never worked a day in his life

And Momma some bad talk going round town saying that

Papa had three outside children

And another wife and that ain't right

Heard them talking Papa doing some store front preaching

Talked about saving souls and all the time reaching

Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the law

Momma just hung her head and said

Papa was a rolling stone my son)

Where ever he laid his hat was his home

And when he died all he left us was alone

Hey Papa was a rolling stone

Where ever he laid his hat was his home

And when he died all he left us was alone

Oh

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)

Where ever he laid his hat was his home

And when he died all he left us was alone

Papa was a rolling stone oh)

Where ever he laid his hat was his home

And when he died all he left us was alone

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