Papa was a rollin' stone. Wherever he laid his head was his home. And when he died, all he left us was alone." It was the third of September; that day I'll always remember, 'Cause that was the day that my daddy died. I never got a chance to see him;

Momma I'm depending on you, to tell me the truth Papa was a rolling stone, Where ever he laid his hat was his home And when he died, all he left us was alone It was the third of September That day I'll always remember, yes I will 'Cause that was the day,