Killer Papa Was A Rollin Stone Lyrics by George Michael

Killer Papa Was A Rollin Stone Lyrics

    so you want to be free
    to live your life the way you wanna be
    will you give if we cry
    will we live or will we die

    tainted hearts heal with time
    shoot bad love so we can
    stop the bleeding

    solitary brother,
    is there still a part of you that wants to live?
    solitary sister,
    is there still a part of you that wants to give?
    solitary brother,
    is there still a part of you that wants to live?
    solitary sister,
    is there still a part of you that wants to give?

    if we try to live our lives
    the way we wanna be

    solitary brother,
    is there still a part of you that wants to live?
    solitary sister,
    is there still a part of you that wants to give?
    solitary brother,
    is there still a part of you that wants to live?
    solitary sister,
    is there still a part of you that wants to give?

    racism in future kins can only lead to no good
    and besides, all our sons and daughters already
    know how that feels

    (Adam Tinley/Henry Samuel)

    was the third of september
    that day I'll always remember, yes I will
    'cause that was the day that my daddy died

    never had a chance to see him, no
    never heard nothing but bad things about him
    mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth
    mama just hung her head and said

    chorus
    "papa was a rollin' stone
    wherever he laid his hat was his home
    and when he died
    all he left us was alone"
    (repeat)

    hey, mama, is it true what they say
    that papa never worked aday in his life
    some bad talk going around sayin'
    papa had three outside children
    and another wife
    that ain't right

    heard some talk about papa and his storefront
    preachin'
    talkin' about saving souls and all the time
    leachin'
    and dealing in dirt
    stealin' in the name of the Lord

    but mama she just said

    chorus

    say I heard my papa was a jack of all trades
    is that what papa sent to an early grave?
    folks say papa would beg, borrow or steal just
    to pay his bills
    hey, mama, folks say papa was never much in thinkin'
    spent most of his time chasin' women and drinkin'
    but mother, I'm depending on you
    to tell me the truth

    but my mama she just said

    chorus (2x)

    (Norman Whitfield/Barrett Strong)

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