God Bless the Child — текст песни (Eva Cassidy)

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 who`s got his own
Who`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 who`s got his own
Who`s got his own

Money, you`ve got lots of friends
Hanging round your door
Then it`s gone, and the money ends
They don`t come along 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
Who`s got his own

Money, you`ve got lots of friends
Hanging round your door
Then it`s gone, and the money ends
They don`t come along 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