God Bless the Child

Them that's got shall get

Them that's not shall lose

For the Bible says

And it still is news

Mama may have

Papa may have

God bless the child

That's got his own, that's got his own

Well, the strong gets more

While the weak ones fade

Empty pockets don't

Ever make the grade, no, no

Mama may have

Papa may have

But God bless the child

That can stand up anywhere and say I've got my own, whoa

And you've got money

You've got lots of friends

Crowding 'round the door

And when that money's gone

And all other spending ends

Oh, don't you know they ain't comin' 'round anymore?

Now rich relations will give you

A crust of bread and such

Now you can help yourself

Oh, but don't take, don't take too much, no, no

Mama may have

And Papa may have

But God bless the child

It's always a child that can say I've got my own

Oh, I've got my own