Текст песни Diana Ross - God Bless The Child
Diana Ross - God Bless The Child слова песни
(B. Holiday/A. Herzog, Jr.)
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