Blood, Sweat & TearsGod Bless The Child

Them that's got shall get, Them that's not shall lose So the Bible says, And it still is news Mama may have, And papa may have God bless the child that's got his own Well that's got his own And the strong seem to get more, While the weak one's fade Empty pockets don't, Ever make the grade ''cause mama may have, And papa may have God bless the child that's got his own, That's got his own And when ya got money, ya got lots of friends, Crowdin' 'round your door When the money's gone, And all your spendin' ends, They won't be 'round anymore. No, no, no And rich relations may give you, A crust of bread and such You can help yourself, But don't take to much Mama may have, and papa may have God bless the child that's got his own, That's got his own And when ya got money, Ya got lots of friends, They're crowdin' 'round your door When the money's gone, and all your spendin' ends, They won't be 'round anymore. No, no, And rich relations may give you, A crust of bread and such You can help yourself, But don't take to much Mama may have, And papa may have God bless the child who can, Stand up and say"I got my own" Ev'ry child's got to have his own, Yeah
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