Them that`s got shall have
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
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