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Lee Ritenour , Chris Botti , Lisa Fisher - Papa Was A Rolling Stone
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制作

出演艺人
Lisa Fischer
Lisa Fischer
伴唱
Chris Botti
Chris Botti
表演者
Jochem Van Der Saag
Jochem Van Der Saag
合成器
Lee Ritenour
Lee Ritenour
低音吉他
Ray Parker Jr.
Ray Parker Jr.
吉他
Melvin Davis
Melvin Davis
低音吉他
Ricky Lawson
Ricky Lawson
作曲和作词
Norman Whitfield
Norman Whitfield
词曲作者
Barrett Strong
Barrett Strong
词曲作者
Lisa Fischer
Lisa Fischer
声乐编曲
Jochem Van Der Saag
Jochem Van Der Saag
声乐编曲
Lee Ritenour
Lee Ritenour
声乐编曲
制作和工程
Jochem Van Der Saag
Jochem Van Der Saag
录音工程师
Lee Ritenour
Lee Ritenour
制作人
Don Murray
Don Murray
混音工程师
Eric Ferguson
Eric Ferguson
录音工程师

歌词

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 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 Son: Papa Was a Rolling Stone Wherever he laid his hat was His home. (And when He died) All he left Us was alone. Oh Papa Was a Rolling Stone, My son, Yeah Wherever he laid his hat was His home. (And when He died) All he left Us was alone. Well, Well. Hey Mama, Is it true 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. Hey, Talk about Papa doing Some store front preaching. Talked about saving souls And all the time leeching. Dealing in debt and stealing In the name of The Lord. Mama just hung Her head and said 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, Papa Was a Rolling Stone. Wherever He laid His hat was His home. (And when He died) All He left Us was alone. Uh. 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 that Papa Was never much on thinking. Spent most of His time Chasing Women and drinking. Mama, I'm depending on You To tell Me the truth. And Mama looked up with a tear In Her eye and said Son, Papa Was a Rolling Stone. (Well, Well, Well, Well) Wherever He laid His hat was His home. (And when He died) All He left Us was alone, Lone, Lone, Lone, Lone. Papa was a rolling stone. Wherever He laid his hat was His home. (And when He died) All He left Us was alone. I said, Papa Was a Rolling Stone. Wherever He laid His hat was His home. (And when He died) All He left Us was alone.
Writer(s): Norman Whitfield, Barrett Strong Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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