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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 That's got his own, that'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 That's got his own, that's got his own Money you've got lots of friends Crowding around the door When you're gone And the spending ends They don't come no more Rich relations give Crusts of bread and such You can help your self But don't take too much 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 Crowding around the door When you're gone And the spending ends They don't come no more Rich relations give Crusts of bread and such You can help your self But don't take too much Mama may have, papa may have But God bless the child Who's got his own, who's got his own
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