Chords for The Pioneers - Papa Was a Rolling Stone (Official Audio)
Tempo:
121.6 bpm
Chords used:
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F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
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It was the 3rd of September, a day I'll always remember, yes I will.
Cause it was the day that my daddy died, I never had the chance to [Db] see,
[Bbm] never heard nothing but bad things about him.
Mama I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama just hung her head and said,
Your papa was a rolling [Db] stone my [Bbm] son, wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home.
Sing it,
Your papa was a rolling stone my son, wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home.
Doggone it.
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[Eb] [Bbm]
[Bb]
[Bbm] Hey Mama, [Bbm] [Eb] isn't true what they say that papa never work a day in his life.
Hey Mama, some bad dog got a wrong finger papa had to be outside children and they know [Gb] you're right, that is right.
[Bbm] Some people talk about papa been so pretty, talk about saving souls and all the time need you,
stealing and death, stealing in the name of the law.
Mama just hung her head and said,
Your papa was a rolling stone my son, wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home.
Sing it,
Your papa was a rolling stone, wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home.
[F]
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[Bbm]
[Db]
[Eb] [Db]
[Bb] [Bb] Hey Mama, [Bbm] I heard papa called himself a jackpot trade, his net worth centuries on a holiday.
[Bb] Folks say papa used to [Db] bed, borrow, [Bbm] ski, pay his bill.
Hey Mama, folks say papa never was much in thinking, spent most of his time chasing women and drinking.
Mama just hung her head and said,
Your papa was a rolling [Bb] stone, [Fm] wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died [Db] all he left was [F] his home. Sing it,
[Bbm] Your papa was a rolling [Ebm] stone,
[Bbm] wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his [Db]
[Eb] home.
wherever he lay his hat was [Bbm] his home.
[Db]
[Eb]
[Bbm]
It was the 3rd of September, a day I'll always remember, yes I will.
Cause it was the day that my daddy died, I never had the chance to [Db] see,
[Bbm] never heard nothing but bad things about him.
Mama I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama just hung her head and said,
Your papa was a rolling [Db] stone my [Bbm] son, wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home.
Sing it,
Your papa was a rolling stone my son, wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home.
Doggone it.
[Db]
[Eb] [Bbm]
[Bb]
[Bbm] Hey Mama, [Bbm] [Eb] isn't true what they say that papa never work a day in his life.
Hey Mama, some bad dog got a wrong finger papa had to be outside children and they know [Gb] you're right, that is right.
[Bbm] Some people talk about papa been so pretty, talk about saving souls and all the time need you,
stealing and death, stealing in the name of the law.
Mama just hung her head and said,
Your papa was a rolling stone my son, wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home.
Sing it,
Your papa was a rolling stone, wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home.
[F]
[Bbm] [Eb]
[Bbm]
[Db]
[Eb] [Db]
[Bb] [Bb] Hey Mama, [Bbm] I heard papa called himself a jackpot trade, his net worth centuries on a holiday.
[Bb] Folks say papa used to [Db] bed, borrow, [Bbm] ski, pay his bill.
Hey Mama, folks say papa never was much in thinking, spent most of his time chasing women and drinking.
Mama just hung her head and said,
Your papa was a rolling [Bb] stone, [Fm] wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died [Db] all he left was [F] his home. Sing it,
[Bbm] Your papa was a rolling [Ebm] stone,
[Bbm] wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his [Db]
[Eb] home.
wherever he lay his hat was [Bbm] his home.
Key:
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_ _ _ It was the 3rd of September, _ _ a day I'll always remember, _ yes I will.
Cause it was the day that my daddy died, _ _ _ _ I never had the chance to [Db] see, _ _
[Bbm] never heard nothing but bad things about him.
Mama I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama just hung her head and said,
Your papa was a rolling [Db] stone my [Bbm] son, wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home.
_ _ _ _ Sing it,
Your papa was a rolling stone my son, _ wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home.
_ _ _ Doggone it.
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[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _
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_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ Hey Mama, [Bbm] _ [Eb] isn't true what they say that papa never work a day in his life.
Hey Mama, _ some bad dog got a wrong finger papa had to be outside children and they know [Gb] you're right, that is right. _
[Bbm] _ Some people talk about papa been so pretty, talk about saving souls and all the time need you,
stealing and death, stealing in the name of the law.
_ Mama just hung her head and said,
Your papa was a rolling stone my _ son, wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died _ all he left was his home.
_ _ _ Sing it,
Your papa was a rolling stone, _ _ wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home. _ _ _ _ _
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[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ Hey Mama, [Bbm] I heard papa called himself a jackpot trade, his net worth centuries on a holiday. _
[Bb] _ Folks say papa used to [Db] bed, borrow, [Bbm] ski, pay his bill.
_ Hey Mama, _ folks say papa never was much in thinking, spent most of his time chasing women and drinking.
Mama _ _ _ _ _ _ just _ _ hung her head and said,
Your papa was a rolling [Bb] _ stone, _ [Fm] wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died _ [Db] _ all he left was [F] _ _ his home. Sing it,
[Bbm] Your papa was a rolling [Ebm] stone, _ _
_ [Bbm] wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ all he left _ was his [Db] _ _ _
[Eb] home.
wherever he lay his hat was [Bbm] his home.
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[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ It was the 3rd of September, _ _ a day I'll always remember, _ yes I will.
Cause it was the day that my daddy died, _ _ _ _ I never had the chance to [Db] see, _ _
[Bbm] never heard nothing but bad things about him.
Mama I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.
And Mama just hung her head and said,
Your papa was a rolling [Db] stone my [Bbm] son, wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home.
_ _ _ _ Sing it,
Your papa was a rolling stone my son, _ wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home.
_ _ _ Doggone it.
_ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ Hey Mama, [Bbm] _ [Eb] isn't true what they say that papa never work a day in his life.
Hey Mama, _ some bad dog got a wrong finger papa had to be outside children and they know [Gb] you're right, that is right. _
[Bbm] _ Some people talk about papa been so pretty, talk about saving souls and all the time need you,
stealing and death, stealing in the name of the law.
_ Mama just hung her head and said,
Your papa was a rolling stone my _ son, wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died _ all he left was his home.
_ _ _ Sing it,
Your papa was a rolling stone, _ _ wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died all he left was his home. _ _ _ _ _
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[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
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_ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ Hey Mama, [Bbm] I heard papa called himself a jackpot trade, his net worth centuries on a holiday. _
[Bb] _ Folks say papa used to [Db] bed, borrow, [Bbm] ski, pay his bill.
_ Hey Mama, _ folks say papa never was much in thinking, spent most of his time chasing women and drinking.
Mama _ _ _ _ _ _ just _ _ hung her head and said,
Your papa was a rolling [Bb] _ stone, _ [Fm] wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died _ [Db] _ all he left was [F] _ _ his home. Sing it,
[Bbm] Your papa was a rolling [Ebm] stone, _ _
_ [Bbm] wherever he lay his hat was his home, and when he died _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ all he left _ was his [Db] _ _ _
[Eb] home.
wherever he lay his hat was [Bbm] his home.
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