Papa Was A Rollin' Stone chords by Lisa Fischer, Chris Botti

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Verse 1
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It was the third of September; that day I'll always remember,
'Cause that was the day
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that my daddy died.
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I never got a chance to see him; never
heard nothin' but bad things about him.
Mama I'm depending on you
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to tell me the truth.

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Verse 2

Mama just looked at him and said,

"Son,

Papa was a rollin' stone.

Wherever he laid his head was his home.

And when he died,

all he left us was alone."

Verse 3

Papa was a rollin' stone.

Wherever he laid his head was his home.

And when he died, all he left us was alone."

Interlude 1

Verse 4
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Hey, Mama, is it true what the say,
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that Papa never worked a day in his life?
And Mama, they talk
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all around town say that
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Papa had three outside children
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and another wife
And that ain't right.
Heard them talkin' about Papa doing
some storefront preachin'
Talkin' about saving your souls and all the time weak,
dealin' in death
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And stealin' in the name of the Lord
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Mama just hung her head
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and said,

Verse 5

Papa was a rollin' stone.

Wherever he laid his head was his home.

And when he died,

all he left us was alone."

Verse 6

Papa was a rollin' stone.

Wherever he laid his head was his home.

And when he died, all he left us was alone."

Interlude 2

Verse 7
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Hey, Mama, I heard Papa call himself
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a jack of all trades.
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Tell me, is that what sent
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Papa to an early grave?
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Folks say Papa would beg; bor
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row or steal to pay his bills.
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Hey, Mama, folks say Papa
was never much on thinkin';
Spend most of his time chasin'
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women and drinkin'!
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Mama, I'm depending on you
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to tell me the truth.
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Verse 8
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Mama just hung her head
and said, "Son,
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Papa was a rollin' stone.
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Wherever he laid his head was his home.
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And when he died,
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all he left us was alone."

Verse 9

Papa was a rollin' stone.

Wherever he laid his head was his home.

And when he died, all he left us was

Interlude 3

alone."

Verse 10
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Papa was a rollin' stone.
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Wherever he laid his head
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was his home.
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And when he died,
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all he left us was alone."
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