Intro: Bb Bbsus4 Bb Bb Bb Bbsus4 Bb As the snow flies Bb Dm On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' Eb F a poor little baby child is born Bb In the ghetto And his mama cries Bb Dm cause if there's one thing that she don't need Eb F It's another hungry mouth to feed Bb Bb Bbsus4 Bb In the ghetto F People, don't you understand Eb Bb The child needs a helping hand Eb F Bb Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day F Take a look at you and me, Eb Bb Are we too blind to see, Eb Bb Do we simply turn our heads Eb F And look the other way? Bb Bb Bbsus4 Bb Well the world turns Bb Dm And a hungry little boy with a runny nose Eb F Plays in the street as the cold wind blows Bb In the ghetto And his hunger burns Bb Dm So he starts to roam the streets at night Eb And he learns how to steal F And he learns how to fight Bb Bb Bbsus4 Bb In the ghetto F Then one night in desperation Eb Bb a young man breaks away Eb Bb He buys a gun, steals a car, Eb F Tries to run, but he don't get far Bb And his mama cries Bb As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man Eb F Face down on the street with a gun in his hand Bb In the ghetto As her young man dies Bb Dm On a cold and gray Chicago mornin', Eb F Another little baby child is born Bb In the ghetto And his mama cries Outro: Bb Bbsus4 Bb
