In The Ghetto

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