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Intro: A D A D

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As the snow flies.
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On a cold and grey Chicago morn' 
another liitle baby child is born
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In the ghetto
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And his mother cries 
(in the ghetto)

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'Cause if there's one thing that 
she don't need, it's another little hungry
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mouth to feed 
In the ghetto

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

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And a hungry little child 
with a runny nose plays in the streets
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As the cold wind blows 
And his hunger burns
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So he starts to roam the streets 
At night and he learns how to steal
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and he learns how to fight 
In the ghetto

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And then one night in desperation 
A young man breaks away
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He buys a gun steals a car 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 angry young man face down in the street
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with a gun in his hand
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as her young man dies
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on a cold and grey Chicago morn' 
Another little baby child is born
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In the ghetto
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And his mama cries