In the Ghetto

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As the snow flies.
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On a cold and grey Chicago morn'   
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a poor little baby child is born
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In the ghetto
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And his mama cries  ( in the ghetto 
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'Cause if there's one thing that she
 don't need,
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It's another hungry mouth to feed 
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       In the ghetto

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Now people don't you understand   
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The child needs a helping hand
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Or he'll grow up to be  an angry 
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young man some day
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Take a look at you and me   Are we 
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too blind to see
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Or do we simple   turn our heads  
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 and look the other way


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As the world turns

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And a hungry little boy with a 
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runny nose  plays in the streets
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As the cold wind blows in the 
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guetto

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And his hunger burns
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So he starts to roam the streets at
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 night and he learns how to steal
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And he learns how to fight    In 
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the ghetto
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And then one night in desperation  
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 A young man breaks away
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He buys a gun   steals a car   
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tries to run  but he don't get far
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And his mother cries

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As a crowd gathers 'round   an 
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angry young man    face down in the 
street
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With a gun in his hand in the 
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guetto

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As her young man dies

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An a cold and grey Chicago morn'   
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another little baby child is born
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In the ghetto             And his
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 mama cries