God Bless the Child

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

Yes, the strong get more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't ever seem 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
That's got his own

When you've got money, you've got lots of friends
Always hanging round the door
When your money's gone, and the spending ends
They just don't come around anymore

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

That's got... (that's got his own)
That's got his own
That's got his own
That's got his own
That's got his own
That's got his own
That's got his own
That's got his own



Credits
Writer(s): Billie Holiday, Arthur Herzog
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