Papa was a Rollin Stone! Lyrics by the Temptations Chords

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_ _ _ _ _ [B] It was the [A] third of [Bbm] September _ _ that [Ab] day I'll always remember
[Db] Yes, I will
Go on never [Bbm] today
Then [Ab] my dad
[Bbm] I _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ [Bbm] never got a chance to see _
_ Never nothing but bad things about him.
I'm depending on you
Tell me the [Db] truth
Mama is on her head and said [Eb] son
My boy was a roll of stone
_ _ _ Well, he let his hat was his home
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[Bbm] He _ was [Ab] a roll of stone
My boy was a roll of stone
My son, yeah
Well, he let his hat was his home
And when he died
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All he left
Was [Bbm] for the love _
He _ was a roll of stone _ _ _ _
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He was a roll of stone _ _ _ _
He _ _ _ _ was a roll of stone
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_ _ _ was a roll of stone
[Bbm] I'm dealing in debt [Db] and stealing in [Ab] the name of the [Fm] Lord.
_ [Bb] Mama just wanted [E] me to say,
[Db] Uncle was a gold stone machine _ [Abm] gunner.
Well, he laid his hat, was his horn,
And when [Bbm] he died, all he left was one shorn.
_ _ _ _ Hey, Uncle was [Eb] a gold [Bbm] stone,
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Well, he laid his hat, was his horn,
And when he died, [Bbm] all he left was one shorn. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Bbm] Mama, I heard Papa call himself a jack-o-mole train.
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 _ thinkin'.
Spent most of [Ab] his time chasing [Bbm] women and _ drinkin'.
Mama, I'm depending on you. _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] Mama [Bbm] looked up at the tiana and said,
Uncle was a gold stone,
Well, _ _ _ he laid his [Ebm] hat, was his [Db] horn,
[Bbm] And when he died, all he left was one shorn. _ _
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Hey, _ _ _ Mama, I heard Papa call himself _ a jack-o-mole train.
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 thinkin'.
Spent most of his time chasing women and _ drinkin'.
And when he died, all he left was one shorn. _
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