God Bless The Child

Them that's got shall get
Them that's not shall lose
So the Bible said and it still is news
Mama may have, papa may have
God bless the child that's got his own

So the strong get more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't seem to make the grade
Mama may have, papa may have
God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

You've got money, you've got lots of friends
Hanging all around the door
When it's all gone, and the spending ends
No they don't come around no more

Rich relations bring
Crusts of bread and such
You can help yourself
Just don't take too much
Mama may have, papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Rich relations bring
Crusts of bread and such
You can help yourself
Just don't take too much, no
Mama may have, papa may have
But God bless the child that can stand up and say
I've got my own



Credits
Writer(s): Billie Holiday, Arthur Herzog
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