Stevie Wonder - God Bless the Child Lyrics
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God Bless the Child
God Bless the Child Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For God Bless the Child By Stevie Wonder?
Mm-hmm, hmm, hmm
Oh, yeah Them that's got shall get 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, yeah That's got his own Oh, yeah Yes, the strong gets more While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't Ever make the grade, no, no, no, no Mama may have, papa may have But God bless the child who's got his own, yeah That's got his own Oh, yeah Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding 'round your door, oh yeah But when you're gone and spending ends Oh, they don't come around anymore, oh yeah Rich relations give Crust of bread and such You can help yourself Please don't take too much, no, no, no Mama may have, papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own, yeah That's got his own Oh, rich relations give Crust of bread and such You can help yourself But oh, don't take too much, no, no, no Mama may have, papa may have God bless the child that's got his own, hoo That's got his own, oh, hmm That's got his own, yeah, hmm I've got my own, hmm That's got his own, la, la-la-la, la |
Who Wrote God Bless the Child By Stevie Wonder?
Arthur Herzog, Billie Holiday
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What's The Duration Of The God Bless the Child By Stevie Wonder?The duration of God Bless the Child is 3:29 minutes and seconds. |
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