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from Lady Sings The Blues by Diana Ross [ost] (2000)
Them that's god shall get
Them that's not shall lose So the bible says And it still is news Momma may have Poppa may have But God bless the child That's got his own That's got his own Yeah, the strong gets more While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't Ever make the grade Momma may have Poppa may have But God bless the child That's got his own That's got his own Money, you've got lots of friends Crowdin' round the door When it's gone and Spendin' ends They don't come no more Rich realations give A crust of bread and such You can help yourself But don't take too much Momma may have Poppa may have But God bless the child That's got his own That's got his own |
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from Billie Holiday - Lady Sings The Blues (Jazz Club) (2006)
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 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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