In The Ghetto Lyrics & Chords By Also

As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago morning
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto.

And his mama cries
'cause if there’s one thing that she don’t need
Is another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto.

People, don’t you understand,
The child needs a helping hand,
He's gonna be an angry young man some day.

Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see?
Oh, 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 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, 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 on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto.

And as her young man dies,
On a cold and gray Chicago morning
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto.

And his mama cries
In the ghetto...