Song Description
My rendition of this classic song, done in the style of Richie Haven's interpretation.
| Song Length |
6:13 |
Genre |
Jazz - Standards |
Lyrics
God Bless The Child
Them that got shall get,
Them that?s not shall lose,
So the bible says,
And that still is news.
Mama may have,
And Papa may have, Lord
But God is sure gonna bless the child
Who?s got his own,
Yeah, yeah who?s got his own.
I say the rich get more,
While the weak ones fade,
Lord empty pockets,
Never make the grade,
Because?.
Mama may have,
Papa may have, Lord
But God is sure gonna bless the child
Who?s got his own,
Yeah, who?s got his own.
Money you?ve got lots and lots of friends,
Crowding around your front door,
But when it?s gone,
Yeah, long gone,
And all that spending ends,
I say they don?t come around no anymore,
Yeah, they don?t? come around anymore.
I?m singing,
Rich relations may give
A crust of bread and such,
You can help yourself,
But you, don?t take to much,
Because?.
Mama may have,
And Papa may have,
But God is sure gonna bless the child who?s got his own,
Who?s got his own,
Who?s got his own.