Mary Black – God Bless The Child

Them that’s got shall get

Them that’s not shall lose

So the Bible said but it still is news

Mama may have, Papa may have

But God bless the child that’s got his own

That’s got his own

Rich relations give

Crust 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 that’s got his own

That’s got his own

Money, you’ve got lots of friends

Crowding round the door

When you’re gone, spending ends

They don’t come no more

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 that’s got his own

That’s got his own

Money, you’ve got lots of friends

Crowding round the door

Money’s gone, and spending ends

They don’t come no more

Mama may have, Papa may have

But God bless the child that’s got his own

That’s got his own

But God bless the child that’s got his own

That’s got his own