God Bless the Child (Live)

Them that's got shall have
Them that's not shall lose
So the Bible says and it still is news

Mama may have, papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Well, the strong gets more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't ever make the grade

Mama may have, yes and papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Money, you've got lots of friends
That crowded round your door
But when you're gone and spending ends
They don't come no more, no

Rich relations may give
Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But don't you take too much

Mama may have, papa may have
God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Money, you've got lots of friends
They're all crowded round your door
But when you're gone and spending ends
They don't come no more

Rich relations may give
Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But don't you take too much

Mama may have, yes and papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
God bless the child
God bless the child

Thank you and
Now this is an instrumental tune and we've won five
Grammy Awards for our instrumentals, ladies and gentlemen
Thank you, as lead singer I'm very proud of that



Credits
Writer(s): Billie Holiday, Arthur Herzog
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