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In The Ghetto
(Mac Davis)
As the snow flies on a cold and gray Chicago morn
A poor little baby child is born in the Ghetto and his mama cries
Cause there's one thing that she don't need
Is another little hungry mouth to feed in the Ghetto.
People don't you understand the child needs a helping hand
He'll grow to be an angry young man someday
Take a look at you and me are we too blind to see
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
As the world turns.
A hungry little boy with a running nose
Plays in the streets as the cold wind blows 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.
Then one night in desperation the young man breaks away
And he buys a gun and he steals a car and he tries to run
But don't get far and his mama cries.
As a crowd gathers round and the angry young man
Paces down the street with a gun in his hand in the Ghetto
As the young man dies.
On a cold and gray Chicago morn
Another little baby child is born in the Ghetto
And his mama cries
(In Ghetto, oh, oh...)
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(In Ghetto, oh, oh...)
And his mama cries
Another little baby child is born in the Ghetto
On a cold and gray Chicago morn
As the young man dies.
Paces down the street with a gun in his hand in the Ghetto
As a crowd gathers round and the angry young man
But don't get far and his mama cries.
And he buys a gun and he steals a car and he tries to run
Then one night in desperation the young man breaks away
And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the Ghetto.
So he starts to roam the streets at night
And his hunger burns
Plays in the streets as the cold wind blows in the Ghetto
A hungry little boy with a running nose
As the world turns.
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
Take a look at you and me are we too blind to see
He'll grow to be an angry young man someday
People don't you understand the child needs a helping hand
Is another little hungry mouth to feed in the Ghetto.
Cause there's one thing that she don't need
A poor little baby child is born in the Ghetto and his mama cries
As the snow flies on a cold and gray Chicago morn
(Mac Davis)
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