Lyrics God Bless the Child (Groover mix) - Billie Holiday
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
Here
just
don't
worry
about
nothing
cause
he's
got
his
own
Yes,
he's
got
his
own
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