God Bless The Child
Art Farmer · Other Songs - Art Farmer
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
[Repeat: x2]
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
Yes he's got his own
About God Bless The Child
Art Farmer's 1967 recording of "God Bless The Child" stands as a pivotal moment in the evolution of the jazz standard, reimagining Billie Holiday's iconic composition with a driving, upbeat swing that defies the song's traditional melancholic associations. As a leading figure in the British jazz revival, Farmer brought a distinct energy to the track, transforming it into a lively showcase of his improvisational prowess and rhythmic sophistication. This version, released on the Blue Note label, exemplifies the genre's ability to reinterpret classic material while injecting fresh vitality and contemporary sensibilities. The recording remains a significant song in Farmer's discography, highlighting his versatility as a pianist and his deep engagement with American jazz heritage. By infusing the melody with a propulsive tempo and vibrant harmonic texture, Farmer created a track that resonates with audiences seeking both historical connection and modern musical excitement. The piece continues to be celebrated for its dynamic interplay and its role in bridging the gap between traditional jazz standards and the evolving sounds of the late 1960s.

