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G# GsusAs the snow flies.
G# Bbm EsOn a cold and grey Chicago morn' a poor little baby child is born
G# GsusIn the ghetto
G# GsusAnd his mother cries (in the ghetto)
G# Bbm'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need, it's another hungry
Es G# Gsusmouth to feed In the ghetto
Es C# G#So people won't you understand the child needs a helping hand
C# Es G#Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Es Bbm G#And take a look at you and me Are we too blind to see
C# G# Bbm EsOr Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
G# GsusWhile the world turns
G# BbmAnd a poor little boy with a runny nose plays in the streets
Es G# GsusWhile the cold wind blows in the ghetto
G# Gsusand his hunger burns
G# BbmSo he starts to roam the streets at night and he learns how to steal
Es G# GsusAnd he learns how to fight in the ghetto
Es Bbm G#And then one night in desperation the young man breaks away
C# G# Bbm EsHe finds a gun and he steals a car and he tries to run but he doesn't get far
G# GsusAnd his mother cries
G# BbmAs a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man face down in the street
Es G# GsusWith a gun in his hand in the ghetto
G#And this young man dies
G# Bbm EsOn a cold and grey Chicago morn' another little baby child is born
G#In the ghetto
G#In the ghetto
G#In the ghetto
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