Hallelujah, hallelujah
God bless the child who suffers
Hallelujah, hallelujah
God bless the young without mothers
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Let every man help his brother
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Let us all love one another
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Make all our hearts blind to color
Hallelujah, hallelujah
God bless the child who suffers
(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
(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
(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
Billie holiday / arthur herzog jr.
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
Yes, 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
Money, you’ve got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
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 that’s got his own
That’s got his own
Mama may have, papa may have
But god bless the child that’s got his own
That’s got his own
He just worry ‘bout nothin’
Cause he’s got his own
Billie holiday / arthur herzog jr.
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
Yes, 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
Money, you’ve got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
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 that’s got his own
That’s got his own
Mama may have, papa may have
But god bless the child that’s got his own
That’s got his own
He just worry ‘bout nothin’
Cause he’s got his own
Billie holiday / arthur herzog jr.
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
Yes, 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
Money, you’ve got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
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 that’s got his own
That’s got his own
Mama may have, papa may have
But god bless the child that’s got his own
That’s got his own
He just worry ‘bout nothin’
Cause he’s got his own
them that’s not shall get,them that’snot shall loose.so the bible said,and it
Still is used.
Mama may have,papa may have.so god bless the child who’s got his own,who’s got
His own.
Yes,the strong gets more,while the weak once fade.empty pockets don’t ever make
It great.
Mama…….
Money you have lot of friends crowdin’ round the door.when you’re gone and
Spend it ends,they don’t need no more.
Rich relation give,just the bread of such.you can help yourself,but don’t take
Too much.
Mama…..
them that’s not shall get,them that’snot shall loose.so the bible said,and it
Still is used.
Mama may have,papa may have.so god bless the child who’s got his own,who’s got
His own.
Yes,the strong gets more,while the weak once fade.empty pockets don’t ever make
It great.
Mama…….
Money you have lot of friends crowdin’ round the door.when you’re gone and
Spend it ends,they don’t need no more.
Rich relation give,just the bread of such.you can help yourself,but don’t take
Too much.
Mama…..
hallelujah hallelujah
god bless the child who suffers
hallelujah hallelujah
god bless the young without mothers
this child is homeless
that child’s on crack
one plays with a gun
while the other takes a bullet in his back
this boy’s a beggar
that girl sells her soul
they both work the same street
the same hell hole
hallelujah hallelujah
god bless the child who suffers
hallelujah hallelujah
let every man help his brother
some are born addicted and some are just thrown away
some have daddies who make them play games they don’t want to play
but with hope and faith
we must understand
all god’s children need is love
and us to hold their little hands
this boy is hungry he ain’t got enought to eat
that girl’s cold and she ain’t got no shoes on her feet
when a child’s spirit’s broken
and feels all hope is gone
god help them find the strength to carry on
but with hope and faith
yea we can understand
all god’s children need is love
and us to hold their little hands
hallelujah hallelujah
let us all love one another
hallelujah hallelujah
make all our hearts bilnd to color
hallelujah hallelujah
god bless the child who suffers
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