Lyrics Trijntje Oosterhuis

Trijntje Oosterhuis

God Bless the Child

Them that's got shall get

And them that's not shall lose

So the Bible says 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 your door

But when you’re gone and spending ends

They don't come no more

Rich relations give

Crusts of bread and such

You can help yourself,

But don't take too much

Mama may have, Papa may have

God bless the child that's got his own..

~~~~♫♫♫ ~~~~ Toots Thielemans

Money, you've got lots of friends

Crowding round your door

But when you’re gone and spending ends

They don't come no more

Rich relations give

Crusts of bread and such

You can help yourself,

But don't take too much

Mama may have, Papa may have

God bless the child that's got his own..

That's got his own

That's got his own

That's got his own.....