"God Bless The Child" lyrics
(originally by Billie Holiday)
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 who's got his own
Who's got his own
The rich ones live
And the poor ones fate
Empty pockets never make the grade
Mama may have
Papa may have
But God bless the child who's got his own
Who's got his own
Money, you've got friends
Crowding around your door
When you're gone and the spending ends
They don't come no more
Rich relations give crusts of bread and such
You can help yourself but don't take too much
Mama may have
Papa may have
But God bless the child who's got his own
Who's got his own
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 who's got his own
Who's got his own
The rich ones live
And the poor ones fate
Empty pockets never make the grade
Mama may have
Papa may have
But God bless the child who's got his own
Who's got his own
Money, you've got friends
Crowding around your door
When you're gone and the spending ends
They don't come no more
Rich relations give crusts of bread and such
You can help yourself but don't take too much
Mama may have
Papa may have
But God bless the child who's got his own
Who's got his own
