In The Ghetto Lyrics

As the snow flies

On a cold and gray Chicago morn

A poor little baby child is born

In the ghetto (in the ghetto)

And his mama cries

'Cause if there's one thing

That she don't need

It's another little

Hungry mouth to feed

In the ghetto (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

Or 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

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In the ghetto (in the ghetto)

And his hunger burns

So he starts to

Roam the street at night

He learns how to steal

And he learns how to fight

In the ghetto (in the ghetto)

And 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 in the street

With a gun in his hand

In the ghetto (in the ghetto)

And as her young man dies

On a cold and grey Chicago morn

Another little baby child is born

In the ghetto (in the ghetto)

And his mama cries (in the ghetto)