God Helps Those What Helps Themselves

C                     Dm7
When I was a young little boy
G7                           C
I prayed to God for lotsa toys
Gnawin' on my fudgesicle
Prayed for a brand new bicycle

No matter how hard I tried
No matter how hard I cried
With all the faith of a little tyke,
God never gave me that brand new bike

God don't work that way, no, God don't work that way.
No matter how hard ya pray, God jus' don't work that way.

One day I was jus' strollin' down
The main street of my little town
I saw the bike I was dreamin' of
At first sight, I fell in love.

A crisis of faith hit me hard
Thought of that bike in my own backyard
I realized, then and there
I'd never get that bike through prayer.

God don't work that way, no God don't work that way
No matter how hard ya pray, God jus' don't work that way.

I finally understood my call
God don't work that way at all
So I swiped that bike, 'n starred grinnin'
Prayed to God to forgive my sinnin'

God helps those what help themselves,
Ya God helps those what helps themselves
He ain't Santa, with all o' his elves,
God helps those what help themselves!!