God Bless the Child

Them that's got shall get Them that's not shall lose For the Bible says And it still is news Momma may have Poppa may have God bless the child That's got his own That's got his own Well, the strong gets more While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't Ever make the grade, oh no Momma may have Poppa may have But God bless the child That can stand up anywhere and say "I've got my own", woah And you've got money You've got lots of friends Crowdin' round the door And when that money's gone And of that spending means Oh don't you know they aren't coming around anymore Not rich realations will give you A crust of bread and such Now you can help yourself Oh but don't take, don't take too much, no no Momma may have Hmm and Poppa may have But God bless the child It's always a child that can say "I've got my own" Oh I've got my own