In the ghetto
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M Davis
As the C snow flies
on a Em7 cold and gray Chicago mornin'
a F poor little baby G7 child
is born in the C Ghetto.
And his mama cries,
'cause if Em there's on thing she doesn't need
it's anFother hungry G7 mouth to feed in the C Ghetto.
People, don't you G understand,
the child needs a F helping C hand,
or F he'll grow to be an G7 angry young man someCday. F C F C Take a look at G you and me.
Are we too F7 blind to C see,
or F do we simply Em turn our heads
and Dm look the other G7 way?
Well, the C world Fturns_C_ F C and a hungry little boy with the runny nose F plays in the street as the G7 cold wind blows in the C Ghetto,
and his hunger burns.
And he Em starts to roam the streets at night
and he F learns how to steal
and he G7 learns how to fight in the C Ghetto.
And G then one night, in desperation,
a F young man breaks away.
He F buys a gun, Em steals a car, Dm tries to run but he G7 don't get far,
and his C mama cries, F C F
Cas a Em crowd gathers 'round an angry young man,
face F down in the street with a G7 gun in his hand
in the C Ghetto.
And as her young man dies,
on a Em cold and gray Chicago mornin'
anFother little baby G7 child is born
in the C Ghetto.
