American Idol - God Bless the Child – Mikalah Gordon lyrics

"Them that's got shall get Them that's not shall lose" So the Bible said 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 Yes, the strong get smart 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 Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding around your door When you're gone and spending ends They don't come around no more Rich relations give Crusts 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 Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding around your door When you're gone and spending ends They don't come around no more Rich relations, they give Crusts of bread and such You can help yourself But don't take too much off My Mama may have Papa may have But God bless the child That's got his own That's got his own He just don't worry about nothing 'Cause he's got his own