Lyrics The Righteous Brothers

The Righteous Brothers

God Bless The Child

Them that's got shall have

Them that's not shall lose

So the Bible says and that book is still the news

Mama may have, Papa may have

But God bless the child who's got his own

Who's got his own

Oh the strong get more

While the weak ones fade

Empty pockets don't ever make the grade

Mama may have, and your Papa may have

God bless the child who's got his own

Who's got his own

Money, you've got lots of your friends

Hanging round your door

But when you're gone, and you're spending ends

They don't come around, they don't come around no more

Rich, rich relations give

A crust of bread and such

You can help yourself

But don't you dare take too much

Mama may have, Papa may have

God bless the child who's got his own

Who's got his own

God bless the child who's got his own