Lyrics God Bless the Child - Eva Cassidy
Them
that′s
got
shall
get
Them
that's
not
shall
lose
So
the
Bible
said
and
it
still
is
news
Mama
may
have,
Papa
may
have
But
God
bless
the
child
who′s
got
his
own
Who'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
who′s
got
his
own
Who′s
got
his
own
Money,
you've
got
lots
of
friends
Hanging
round
your
door
Then
it′s
gone,
and
the
money
ends
They
don't
come
around
no
more
Rich
relations
give
Crust
of
bread
and
such
You
can
help
yourself
baby
Oh
don′t
you
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
Hanging
round
your
door
Then
it's
gone,
and
the
money
ends
They
don′t
come
around
no
more
Rich
relations
give
Crust
of
bread
and
such
You
can
help
yourself
baby
Oh
don′t
you
take
too
much
Mama
may
have,
Papa
may
have
But
God
bless
the
child
who's
got
his
own
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