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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.
Eleanora Fagan -
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.
Eleanora Fagan
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No two people on earth are alike, and it's got to be that way in music or it isn't music.
Eleanora Fagan -
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.
Eleanora Fagan -
It takes a bad woman to be a good godmother.
Eleanora Fagan -
Some men like me talkin' happy Some calls it snappy Some call me honey Others think I got money Some tell me baby you're built for speed Now if you put that all together Makes me everything a good man needs.
Eleanora Fagan -
I ain't good looking And my hair ain't curls But my mother she give me something It's going to carry me through this world.
Eleanora Fagan -
I'm always making a comeback but nobody ever tells me where I've been.
Eleanora Fagan
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I can’t stand to sing the same song the same way two nights in succession, let alone two years or ten years. If you can, then it ain’t music, it’s close-order drill or exercise or yodeling or something, not music.
Eleanora Fagan -
Who love my man, I'm a liar if I say I don't But I'll quit my man, I'm a liar if I say I wont.
Eleanora Fagan -
Lord I love my man, tell the world I do I love my man, tell the world I do But when he mistreats me Makes me feel so blue.
Eleanora Fagan -
You can be up to your boobies in white satin, with gardenias in your hair and no sugar cane for miles, but you can still be working on a plantation.
Eleanora Fagan -
Somebody once said we never know what is enough until we know what's more than enough.
Eleanora Fagan -
If you think dope is for kicks and for thrills, you’re out of your mind. There are more kicks the fuck to be had in a good case of paralytic polio or by living in an iron lung. If you think you need stuff to play music or sing, you’re crazy. It can fix you so you can’t play nothing or sing nothing.
Eleanora Fagan
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I've been your slave Ever since I've been your babe But before I be your dog I'll see you in your grave.
Eleanora Fagan -
In this country, don’t forget, a habit is no damn private hell. There’s no solitary confinement outside of jail. A habit is hell for those you love. And in this country it’s the worst kind of hell for those who love you.
Eleanora Fagan -
I've been told that nobody sings the word 'hunger' like I do. Or the word 'love.'
Eleanora Fagan