In The Ghetto

A As the snow flies C#m7 On a cold and grey Chicago morning D E7 A A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto A And his mamma cries C#m7 'Cos if there's one thing that she don't need D E7 A It is another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto E People dont you understand D A This child needs a helping hand D E A he's gonna grow to be an angry young man some day E Take a look at you and me D A Are we that blind to see D C#m Bm E7 Or do we simply turn our heads and look the other way A and the world turns C#m7 And a hungry little boy with a runny nose D E7 E Plays in the street as the cold wind blows in the ghetto A And his hunger burns C#m7 So he starts to roam the streets at night D E7 E And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto E D A Then one night in desperation the young man breaks away D C#m7 He buys a gun, he steals a car, Bm E7 He tries to run but he don't get far A And his mamma cries C#m7 A crowd gathers round an angry young man D E7 A Face down in the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto E People dont you understand D A This child needs a helping hand D E A he's gonna grow to be an angry young man some day E Take a look at you and me D A Are we that blind to see D C#m Bm E7 Or do we simply turn our heads and look the other way A And as her young man dies C#m7 On a cold and grey Chicago morning D E7 A Another little baby child is born in the ghetto A In the ghetto **Repeat and fade out**