God Bless the Child Paroles

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 who's got his own
Who's got his own

Money you've got lots of friends
Hanging round your door
Then you're gone and the money ends
They don't come round no more
Rich relations give
Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself baby
Oh don't you take too much
Mama may have papa may have
But God bless the child who's got his own

Money you've got lots of friends Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself baby
Oh don't you take too much
Mama may have papa may have
But God bless the child who's got his own
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