Bài hát In the Ghetto Báo Lỗi

As the snow flies

On a cold and gray Chicago morn'

A poor little baby child

Is born in the Ghetto

And his mama cries

'cause there's one thing

That she don't need

Is another hungry mouth

To feed in the ghetto

People don't you

Understand child needs a helping hand

He'll grow to be

An angry young man someday

Take a look at you

And me are we too blind to see

Do we simply turn our heads

And look the other way

While the world turns

And a hungry little boy

With a running nose

Plays in the streets as

The cold wind blows in the ghetto

And his hunger burns

So he starts to roam

The streets of 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

And the angry young man

Paces down the street

With a gun in

His hand in the ghetto

And as her young man dies

On a cold and gray

Chicago morn' another little baby child

Is born in the ghetto

People don't you understand

Child needs a helping hand

He'll grow to be

An angry young man someday

Take a look at you

And me are

We too blind to see

Do we simply turn our heads

And look the other way