Bb Bb As the snow flies Dm On a cold and grey Chicago morning Eb F Bb A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto Bb And his mamma cries Dm 'Cos if there's one thing that she dont need Eb F Bb It is another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto F People dont you understand Eb Bb The child needs a helping hand Eb F Bb Or he'll gonna be an angry young man some day F Take a look at you and me Eb Bb Are we too blind to see Eb Dm Cm F Or do we simply turn our heads and look the other way Bb Well, the world turn Dm And a hungry little boy with a runny nose Eb F Bb Plays in the street as the cold wind blows in the ghetto Bb And his hunger burns Dm So he starts to roam the streets at night Eb F Bb And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto F Eb Bb Then one night in desperation the young man breaks the rules Eb Dm He buys a gun, he steals a car, Cm F He tries to run but he dont get far Bb And his mamma cries Dm As a crowd gathers round an angry young man Eb F Bb Face down in the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto Bb And as her young man dies Dm On a cold and grey Chicago morning Eb F Bb Another little baby child is born in the ghetto Bb And his mamma cries
In The Ghetto akkorde
von Roland Kaiser
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