Papa Was a Rolling Stone
The Pioneers Lyrics


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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; never heard nothin' but bad things about him.
Mama I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.

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."

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

Hey, Mama, is it true what the say, that Papa never worked a day in his life?
And Mama, they talk all around town say that
Papa had three outside children 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
And stealin' in the name of the Lord
Mama just hung her head and said,

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

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

Hey, Mama, 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 was never much on thinkin';
Spend most of his time chasin' women and drinkin'!
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.

Mama just hung her head 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."

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

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

Papa was a rollin' stone.




Wherever he laid his head was his home.
And when he died, all he left us was alone."

Overall Meaning

The Pioneers' "Papa Was a Rolling Stone" is a poignant and melancholic song about a son trying to discover more about the father he never knew. The lyrics are delivered in a questioning and uncertain tone that mirrors the son's feelings of confusion and hurt. The song recounts the day that the father died and the son's search for answers about his life. The son turns to his mother for the truth about his father's life and is met with evasive responses. The mother is unwilling or unable to offer a clear picture of the father's life and personality.


The son is left to piece together his father's story using the snippets that he can gather. The audience learns that his father was a "rolling stone" who moved from place to place and never settled down. He had multiple wives and children, was involved in shady activities, and was not devoted to his family. The official version of his life is that he was a jack of all trades and that his inability to hold down a steady job is what led to his early death. However, the son is left with the feeling that his mother is not revealing the whole truth about his father.


Overall, The Pioneers' "Papa Was a Rolling Stone" is a powerful exploration of family secrets, the scars they can leave, and the impact they have on our lives.


Line by Line Meaning

It was the third of September; that day I'll always remember, 'Cause that was the day that my daddy died.
The singer recalls the day his father died on September 3rd, a day that he will never forget.


I never got a chance to see him; never heard nothin' but bad things about him. Mama I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
The singer has never met his father and has only heard negative rumors about him. He turns to his mother for answers.


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."
The mother reveals that the father was a wanderer who never settled down in one place. He left the family with nothing when he died.


Hey, Mama, is it true what the say, that Papa never worked a day in his life? And Mama, they talk all around town say that Papa had three outside children and another wife And that ain't right.
The son asks his mother if it is true that his father was a lazy man who never worked. He also questions rumors that his father had other children and a secret wife.


Heard them talkin' about Papa doing some storefront preachin' Talkin' about saving your souls and all the time weak, dealin' in death And stealin' in the name of the Lord Mama just hung her head and said,
Rumors suggest that the father was involved in shady activities, including preaching on the street and using religion to take advantage of people. The mother is saddened by this information.


Hey, Mama, 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 was never much on thinkin'; Spend most of his time chasin' women and drinkin'! Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
The son is trying to piece together his father's life and asks if his many skills caused him to burn out. He learns that his father had financial issues and was not responsible with his time, often indulging in vices.


Papa was a rollin' stone. Wherever he laid his head was his home. And when he died, all he left us was alone.
This refrain emphasizes the father's transient lifestyle and how it left the family with nothing when he died. It serves as a warning not to follow in his footsteps.




Lyrics ยฉ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Barrett Strong, Norman Whitfield

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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 nothin' but bad things about him
Mama, I'm depending on you
To tell me the truth
Mama just hung her head and said, "Son,..

[Chorus:]
Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
And when he died, all he left us was alone.
Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
And when he died, all he left us was alone."

Hey, mama!
Is it true what they say that papa never worked a day in his life?
And, mama, some bad talk goin' round town sayin' that papa had three outside children and another wife,
And that ain't right
Heard them talking papa doing some store front preachin'
Talked about saving souls and all the time leechin'
Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord
Mama just hung her head and said,

[Chorus]
"Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
And when he died, all he left us was alone.
Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
And when he died, all he left us was alone."

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 truth
Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said, "Son,..

[Chorus]
Papa was a rolling stone (well, well...)
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone."

[Chorus]
I said, "Papa was a rolling stone (yes, he was, my son)
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone
My daddy was (papa was a rolling stone), yes, he was
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone."


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