Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
What you’ve got, it ain’t near enough
To make a difference here; it’s all too clear
And what you’ve got may not be enough
To fill a coffee cup; it don’t add up
But oh, remember the fish and the loaves
How love has a math of its own
So what you’ve got is more than enough
When God gets a hold of what you’ve got
Now what you’ve got it ain’t near enough
To make the kingdom come; it can’t be done
And what you’ve got may not be enough
To feed a hungry heart; you don’t make a start
But oh, remember the fish and the loaves
How love has a way of its own
So what you’ve got is more than enough
When God gets a hold of what you’ve got
Love is not a sentimental thing, oh no
Love is what multiplies our little schemes into bigger things
So, what you’ve got it ain’t near enough
To fix the human race; you can’t save this place
And what you’ve got may not be enough
To bring a healing touch; you don’t have that much
But oh, little David had five smooth stones
And he did not face the giant alone, no, no
So what you’ve got is more than enough
I say what you’ve got is more than enough
What you’ve got is more than enough
When God gets a hold of what you’ve got
Just bring what you’ve got, hey yeah
What You Got was written by Billy Crockett & Milton Brasher-Cunningham.
What You Got was produced by Billy Crockett.