Letra da Música God Bless The Child de Nikki Yanofsky

Them that's got shall get
Them that's not shall lose
So the Bible said and it still is news
Mama may have, and your 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, ooh papa may have
But God bless the child
That's got his own
That's got his own

Ooh money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round your door
When you're gone, spending ends
They don't come around no more

Rich relations may give you
Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
Just don't take too much
Your mama may have, and your papa he may have
But God bless the child

That's got his own
That's got his own
Ooh money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round your door
When the money is gone, and spending ends
They don't come around no more, no more, no more

'Cuz rich relations may give you
Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
Just don't take too much
'Cuz your mama may have, and your papa he may have
But God bless the child

That's got his own
That's got his own
Papa may have, mama may have
But God bless the child
That's got his own
That's got his own