Eva Ca**idy - God Bless the Child lyrics

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 Yes the strong gets more While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't ever 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 lots of friends Hanging round your door Then you're gone and the money ends They don't come round no more Rich relations give Crust of bread and such You can help yourself baby Oh don't you take too much Mama may have papa may have But God bless the child who's got his own Money you've got lots of friends Hanging round your door Then it's gone and the money ends They don't come round no more Rich relations give Crust of bread and such You can help yourself baby Oh don't you take too much Mama may have papa may have But God bless the child who's got his own Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm