It was the third of September
That day I'll always remember, yes I will
Because that was the day that my daddy died

I never got a chance to see him
Never heard nothing but bad things about him
Mama I'm depending on you, to tell me the [bad word] Mama just hung her head and said, son
 [bad word] 
Papa was a rolling stone, 
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
and when he died, all he left us was... alone

(Repeat [bad word] 

Hey Mama!
Is it [bad word] what they say that Papa never worked a day in his life?

And Mama, some bad talk going around 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 lord.
Mama just hung her head and said...
 [bad word] x2)

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 [bad word] 
Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said, son...
 [bad word] x4)