In The Ghetto
Ton : AbEnglish
Intro :
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G#As the snow flies. G4
On a cG#old and grey Chicago morn' Bbm a poor little baE4by child is born
In the G#ghetto G4
G#And his mother cries G4(in the ghetto)
'Cause if tG#here's one thing that she don't need it'Bbms another hungry
E4mouth to feed In the G#ghetto G4
So people won't you uE4nderstand the child needs a heC#lping hanG#d
Or he'llC# grow to be an angrE4y young man some day G#
And take a lookE4 at you and me Are we tBbmoo blind G#to see
Or dDbo we simply G#turn our heads and lBbmook the other way
While G#the world turns G4
And a pG#oor little boy with a runny nose plaBbmys in the streets
While the E4cold wind blows in the G#ghetto G4
and his G#hunger burns G4
So he sG#tarts to roam the streets at night and he leBbmarns how to steal
And hE4e learns how to fight in the G#ghetto G4
And E4then one night in desperation Bbmthe young man breaksG# away
He fDbinds a gun and he sG#teals a car and hBbme tries to run but he doesn't get far
And hisG# mother cries G4
As a G#crowd gathers 'round an angry young man face dowBbmn in the street
With aE4 gun in his hand G# in theG4 ghetto
And this young mG#an dies
On a cG#old and grey Chicago morn' Bbm another little baE4by child is born
In the gG#hetto
In the gG#hetto
In the gG#hetto