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Them that's got, shall get |
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Them that's not, shall lose |
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So the Bible said, and it still is news |
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Mama may have, and papa may have |
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God bless' the child, |
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That's got his own |
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That's got his own |
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Yes the strong seem to get more |
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While the weak ones fade |
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Empty pockets don't |
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Ever make the grade |
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As mama may have |
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And papa may have |
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God bless' the child |
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That's got his own |
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That's got his own. |
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And when you got money, |
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You got a lots of friends |
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Crowdin' 'round your door |
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When the money's gone |
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And all you're spendin' ends |
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They won't be 'round any more |
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No, no, no more |
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And rich relations |
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May give you |
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A crust of bread and such |
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You can help yourself |
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But don't take too much |
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Mama may have |
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And your papa may have |
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But God bless' the child |
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That's got his own |
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That's got his own |
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God bless' the child who can stand up and say |
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I've got my own |
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Ev'ry child's, got to have his own! |