Written by Billie Holiday

Then that´s got shall get,
them that´s not shall loose,
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.

Well the strong gets more,
while the weak ones fade,
empty pokets 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 your door
when it´s gone and spending ends
they don´t come round 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.