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Killer / Papa Was a Rollin’ Stone – George Michael – 1993

Scrivendo di Going Back, il nuovo in uscita di Phil Collins mi è tornata in mente una delle mie canzoni preferite da sempre, Papa Was a Rollin’ Stone nella versione di George Michael.

Un brano con un ritmo che a me da sempre una carica pazzesca… e che mi fa partire la capoccia alla stragrande.

Il testo:

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

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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