[00:00.00] 作曲 : Billie Holiday
[00:01.73]God Bless The Child
[00:06.12]
[00:24.23]Them thats got shall get
[00:27.01]Them thats not shall lose
[00:29.83]So the Bible said and it still is news
[00:37.43]Mama may have, papa may have
[00:43.02]But God bless the child that's got his own
[00:47.95]That's got his own
[00:55.27]Yes, the strong gets more
[00:55.31]
[00:58.03]While the weak ones fade
[01:01.17]Empty pockets dont ever make the grade
[01:07.53]Mama may have, papa may have
[01:14.28]But God bless the child that's got his own
[01:19.31]That's got his own
[01:23.98]
[01:27.92]Money, you"ve got lots of friends
[01:33.93]Crowding round the door
[01:39.84]But when you"re gone, spending ends
[01:45.65]They don't come no more
[02:03.78]Rich relations give
[02:06.86]Crust of bread and such
[02:09.56]You can help yourself
[02:12.55]But don't take too much
[02:16.86]Mama may have, papa may have
[02:22.27]But God bless the child that's got his own
[02:27.14]That's got his own
[02:33.02]
[02:53.67]Money, you"ve got lots of friends
[02:59.79]Crowding round the door
[03:05.12]But when you"re gone, spending ends
[03:11.36]They don't come no more
[03:16.32]Rich relations give
[03:19.32]Crust of bread and such
[03:23.15]You can help yourself
[03:25.98]But don't take too much
[03:30.62]Mama may have, papa may have
[03:36.47]But God bless the child that's got his own
[03:41.50]That's got his own
[04:10.63]

作曲 : Billie Holiday
God Bless The Child
Them thats got shall get
Them thats 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 dont 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
But 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
Money, you"ve got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
But 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