Them that’s got shall have   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 survive   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    They’re crowding around your door   But when it's 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   But God bless the child that’s got his own, that’s got his own      Money you’ve got lots of friends   They’re crowding around your door   But when it's 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   But God bless the child that’s got his own, that’s got his own      Here just don’t worry about nothing cause he’s got his own   Yes, he’s got his own