Lyrics Bianca Ryan – God Bless The Child

Them that’s got shall give
Them that’s not shall lose
For the Bible says
And it still is news

Well the strong get smart
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don’t
Ever make the grade, oh no
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that’s got his own

You’ve got money
You’ve got lots of friends
Crowding around the door
And when the money’s gone
And all of the spending ends
Oh don’t ya know they won’t be comin’ round anymore

Now rich relations will give you
Crusts of bread and such
Now you can help yourself
Oh but don’t take, don’t take too much, no
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child
It’s always the child that can say
I’ve got my own

Well the strong get smart
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don’t

I’ve got my own