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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 that's got his own
That's got his own
Yes, the strong gets more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't you stop make the grade
Mama she may, 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
they are Crowd around your door
But When that's money gone, and all that spending ends
They won't come around no more
Rich relations and give
Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But don't take too much
your Mama may have, your Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
Money, you have got a lots of friends
they are Crowd around, and around your door
But When that's money gone, and all that spending ends
They won't come around anymore
Rich relations and 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