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

The child that's got his own

So 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

The child that's got his own

Money you've got lots of friends

Crowding 'round the door

And 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

The child that's got his own

Yes Jesus loves me

Yes Jesus loves me

Yes Jesus loves me

The Bible tells me so

Money you've got lots of friends

Crowding 'round the door

When you're gone spending ends

They don't come 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

The child that's got his own

God bless the child that's got his own