God Bless The Child

(Holiday-Herzog)


Them that's got shall get
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

And the strong get more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't ever make the grade
Mama may have
And Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

And when you've got money
You've got lots of friends
All crowdin' 'round your door
When the money's gone
And just yourself remains
They won't crowd 'round anymore

Rich relations may give you
A crust of bread and such
You can help yourself, child
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 his own
But listen, when the money's gone
And just yourself remains
They won't crowd 'round anymore, oh no!

Rich relations may give you
A crust of bread and such
Saying help, go on 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


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