paroles de chanson God Bless the Child - Billie Holiday , Oscar Peterson Quartet

And I'll like to tender for you a little tone that I wrote
Is titled God bless the child

Them that's got, shall have
Them that's not, shall lose
So, the Bible said and it still is news

Mama may have, papa may have
But God blessed 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 blessed the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
When you're gone, spending ends
They don't come no more
Rich relations give
Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But don't take too much

Mama may have, Papa may have
But God blessed the child that's got his own
That's got his own

He just don't worry 'bout nothin'
'Cause he's got his own

Thank you, thank you very much