C
As the snow flies
Em
On a cold and gray Chicago morn
F G7 C
A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto
And his momma cries
Em
Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
F G7 C
It's another little hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto
G7 F C
People can't you understand the child needs a helping hand
F G7 C
He'll grow to be an angry young man someday
G7 F C
Take a look at you and me are we too blind to see
F Em Dm G7
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
C
While the world turns
Em
A hungry little boy with a running nose
F G7 C
Plays in the streets as the cold wind blows in the ghetto
And his hunger burns
Em
So he starts to roam the streets at night
F G7 C
And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto
G7 F C
And then one night in desperation the young man breaks away
F Em Dm
And he buys a gun and he steals a car tries to run but don't get far
C
And his momma cries
Em
As a crowd gathers round an angry young man
F G7 C
Paces down the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto
And the young man dies
Em
On a cold and gray Chicago morn
F G7 C
Another little baby child is born in the Ghetto
And his momma cries
