Them that′s got shall get
Them that's not shall lose
So the Bible said and it still is news
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless 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 bless the child that′s got his own
That′s got his own
If you've got money
You′ve got lots of friends
Crowding around your door
But when the money's gone
Your big spending ends
They don′t come around no more
Rich relations give
A crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But don't take too much
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that′s got his own
That's got his own
If you've got money
You′ve got lots of friends
Crowding around your door
But when the money′s gone
Your big spending ends
They don't come around no more
Rich relations give
A crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But don′t take too much
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That′s got his own
Writer(s): Billie Holiday, Arthur Herzog Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
