God Bless The Child Lyrics - Wé Mcdonald

Them that's got shall have 

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 get smart 

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 

They're crowding around your door 

But when you're gone and spending ends 

They don't come no more 

Rich relations give crusts 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 

They're crowding around your door 

But when you're gone and spending ends 

They don't come no more 

Rich relations give crusts 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