Lyrics of God Bless The Child - Aretha Franklin

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

Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
When you're gone, spending ends
They don't come no more
Rich relations give
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

Mama may have, papa may have
But God bless the child
That's got his own
That's got his own
He just worry 'bout nothin'
Cause he's got his own