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
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 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"
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 Oh I've got my own