"Papa Rolled His Own" lyrics
One, two, one two three
An easy chair, a bearskin rug
Sitting by the fire, keeping nice and snug
Gramma's in the corner knitting
Watching while the grandfather clock is ticking
Papa rolled his own
Papa rolled his own
Mama, don't you hear him in the backyard choking?
What's that funny smell, stop his smoking
Papa rolled his own
Always was a strange old bird, yeah
Mama's in the kitchen with the homemade stove
Hear something funny like [?]
Papa turns up the gramophone
Step out the house, all alone yeah
Papa rolled his own
Papa rolled his own
Mama, don't you hear him in the backyard choking?
What's that funny smellin', somethin's smoking
Papa rolled his own
Ohh man...
An easy chair, a bearskin rug
Sitting by the fire, keeping nice and snug
Gramma's in the corner knitting
Watching while the grandfather clock is ticking
Papa rolled his own
Papa rolled his own
Mama, don't you hear him in the backyard choking?
What's that funny smell, stop his smoking
Papa rolled his own
Always was a strange old bird, yeah
Mama's in the kitchen with the homemade stove
Hear something funny like [?]
Papa turns up the gramophone
Step out the house, all alone yeah
Papa rolled his own
Papa rolled his own
Mama, don't you hear him in the backyard choking?
What's that funny smellin', somethin's smoking
Papa rolled his own
Ohh man...
