God Bless the Child

Them that's got shall haveThem that's not shall loseSo the Bible said and it still is newsMama may have, Papa may haveBut God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own Yes, the strong gets moreWhile the weak ones fadeEmpty pockets don't ever make the gradeMama may have, Papa may haveBut God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own Money, you've got lots of friendsThey're crowding around your doorBut when you're gone and spending endsThey don't come no moreRich relations give crust of bread and suchYou can help yourself, but don't take too muchMama may have, Papa may haveBut God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own Money you've got lots of friendsThey're crowding around your doorBut when you're gone and spending endsThey don't come no moreRich relations give crust of bread and suchYou can help yourself, but don't take too muchMama may have, Papa may haveBut God bless the child that's got his own, that's got his own Here just don't worry about nothing cause he's got his ownYes, he's got his own