Create lyrics explanation
Select some words and click "Explain" button. Then type your
knowledge, add image or YouTube video till "Good-o-meter" shows
"Cool" or "Awesome!". Publish your explanation with "Explain"
button. Get karma points!
Blood, Sweat & Tears – God Bless The Child lyrics
Them that's got shall get,
Them that's not shall lose
So the Bible says,
And it still is news
Mama may have,
And papa may have
God bless the child that's got his own
Well that's got his own
And the strong seem to get more,
While the weak one's fade
Empty pockets don't,
Ever make the grade
''cause mama may have,
And papa may have
God bless the child that's got his own,
That's got his own
And when ya got money, ya got lots of friends,
Crowdin' 'round your door
When the money's gone,
And all your spendin' ends,
They won't be 'round anymore.
No, no, no
And rich relations may give you,
A crust of bread and such
You can help yourself,
But don't take to much
Mama may have, and papa may have
God bless the child that's got his own,
That's got his own
And when ya got money,
Ya got lots of friends,
They're crowdin' 'round your door
When the money's gone, and all your spendin' ends,
They won't be 'round anymore.
No, no,
And rich relations may give you,
A crust of bread and such
You can help yourself,
But don't take to much
Mama may have,
And papa may have
God bless the child who can,
Stand up and say"I got my own"
Ev'ry child's got to have his own,
Yeah
Them that's not shall lose
So the Bible says,
And it still is news
Mama may have,
And papa may have
God bless the child that's got his own
Well that's got his own
And the strong seem to get more,
While the weak one's fade
Empty pockets don't,
Ever make the grade
''cause mama may have,
And papa may have
God bless the child that's got his own,
That's got his own
And when ya got money, ya got lots of friends,
Crowdin' 'round your door
When the money's gone,
And all your spendin' ends,
They won't be 'round anymore.
No, no, no
And rich relations may give you,
A crust of bread and such
You can help yourself,
But don't take to much
Mama may have, and papa may have
God bless the child that's got his own,
That's got his own
And when ya got money,
Ya got lots of friends,
They're crowdin' 'round your door
When the money's gone, and all your spendin' ends,
They won't be 'round anymore.
No, no,
And rich relations may give you,
A crust of bread and such
You can help yourself,
But don't take to much
Mama may have,
And papa may have
God bless the child who can,
Stand up and say"I got my own"
Ev'ry child's got to have his own,
Yeah
Lyrics taken from
/lyrics/b/blood_sweat_tears/god_bless_the_child.html
