In The Ghetto

1. As the snow flies

On a cold and grey Chicago morning

A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto

And his mamma cries

'Cos if there's one thing that she don't need

It is another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto

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The child needs a helping hand

he's gonna grow to be an angry young man some day

Take a look at you and me

Are we too blind to see

Or do we simply turn our heads and look the other way

2. And the world turns

And a hungry little boy with a runny nose

Plays in the street 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

He buys a gun, he steals a car,

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He tries to run but he don't get far

3. And his mamma cries

As a crowd gathers round an angry young man

Face down in the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto

And as her young man dies

On a cold and grey Chicago morning

Another little baby child is born in the ghetto