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In The Ghetto
As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
it's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
People, don't you understand
the child needs a helping hand
or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
are we too blind to see,
do we simply turn our heads
and look the other way
Well the world turns
and a hungry little boy with a runny nose
plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto
(In the ghetto)
And his hunger burns
so he starts to roam the streets at night
and he learns how to steal
and he learns how to fight
In the ghetto
(In the ghetto)
Then one night in desperation
a young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
(In the ghetto)
And as her young man dies,
on a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
(In the ghetto)
And his mama cries
(In the ghetto)
(In the ghetto)
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(In the ghetto)
(In the ghetto)
And his mama cries
(In the ghetto)
In the ghetto
another little baby child is born
on a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
And as her young man dies,
(In the ghetto)
In the ghetto
face down on the street with a gun in his hand
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
And his mama cries
tries to run, but he don't get far
He buys a gun, steals a car,
a young man breaks away
Then one night in desperation
(In the ghetto)
In the ghetto
and he learns how to fight
and he learns how to steal
so he starts to roam the streets at night
And his hunger burns
(In the ghetto)
In the ghetto
plays in the street as the cold wind blows
and a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Well the world turns
and look the other way
do we simply turn our heads
are we too blind to see,
Take a look at you and me,
or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
the child needs a helping hand
People, don't you understand
In the ghetto
it's another hungry mouth to feed
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
And his mama cries
In the ghetto
A poor little baby child is born
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
As the snow flies
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