God Bless the Child

God Bless the Child - Aretha Franklin (艾瑞莎·弗兰克林)

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

Well 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

You got money you've got lots of friends

Crowding round the door

And when that mine go on

And on lovers spending ends

Or they don't come no more

Not 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

It's always the child

Let me see I've get my own

Oh I've get my own