Song | God Bless The Child |
Artist | Blood, Sweat & Tears |
Album | Blood, Sweat & Tears |
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(Arthur Herzog Jr., Billie Holiday) | |
Them that's got, shall get | |
them that's not, shall lose | |
so the Bible said, and it still is news | |
mama may have, and papa may have | |
God bless' the child, | |
that's got his own | |
that's got his own | |
Yes the strong seem to get more | |
while the weak ones fade | |
empty pockets don't | |
ever make the grade | |
As mama may have | |
and papa may have | |
God bless' the child | |
that's got his own | |
that's got his own. | |
And when you got money, | |
you got a lots of friends | |
crowdin' 'round your door | |
When the money's gone | |
and all you're spendin' ends | |
they won't be 'round any more | |
no, no, no more | |
And rich relations | |
may give you | |
a crust of bread and such | |
you can help yourself | |
but don't take too much | |
mama may have | |
and your papa may have | |
but God bless' the child | |
that's got his own | |
that's got his own | |
God bless' the child who can stand up and say | |
I've got my own | |
Ev'ry child's, got to have his own! |
Arthur Herzog Jr., Billie Holiday | |
Them that' s got, shall get | |
them that' s not, shall lose | |
so the Bible said, and it still is news | |
mama may have, and papa may have | |
God bless' the child, | |
that' s got his own | |
that' s got his own | |
Yes the strong seem to get more | |
while the weak ones fade | |
empty pockets don' t | |
ever make the grade | |
As mama may have | |
and papa may have | |
God bless' the child | |
that' s got his own | |
that' s got his own. | |
And when you got money, | |
you got a lots of friends | |
crowdin' ' round your door | |
When the money' s gone | |
and all you' re spendin' ends | |
they won' t be ' round any more | |
no, no, no more | |
And rich relations | |
may give you | |
a crust of bread and such | |
you can help yourself | |
but don' t take too much | |
mama may have | |
and your papa may have | |
but God bless' the child | |
that' s got his own | |
that' s got his own | |
God bless' the child who can stand up and say | |
I' ve got my own | |
Ev' ry child' s, got to have his own! |
Arthur Herzog Jr., Billie Holiday | |
Them that' s got, shall get | |
them that' s not, shall lose | |
so the Bible said, and it still is news | |
mama may have, and papa may have | |
God bless' the child, | |
that' s got his own | |
that' s got his own | |
Yes the strong seem to get more | |
while the weak ones fade | |
empty pockets don' t | |
ever make the grade | |
As mama may have | |
and papa may have | |
God bless' the child | |
that' s got his own | |
that' s got his own. | |
And when you got money, | |
you got a lots of friends | |
crowdin' ' round your door | |
When the money' s gone | |
and all you' re spendin' ends | |
they won' t be ' round any more | |
no, no, no more | |
And rich relations | |
may give you | |
a crust of bread and such | |
you can help yourself | |
but don' t take too much | |
mama may have | |
and your papa may have | |
but God bless' the child | |
that' s got his own | |
that' s got his own | |
God bless' the child who can stand up and say | |
I' ve got my own | |
Ev' ry child' s, got to have his own! |