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

My Mama may have, my Papa may have
But God bless the child who's got his own
Who's got his own

Now the rich get rich
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't ever make the grade

My Mama may have, my Papa may have
But God bless the child who's got his own
Who's got his own

Money, you have lots of friends
Hanging around the door
But when he's gone, and I spending ends
You don't come hanging around no more

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

My Mama may have, and my Papa may have
But God bless the child who's got his own
Who's got his own



Credits
Writer(s): Billie Holiday, Arthur Herzog
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