Letra de In The Ghetto
As the snow flies On a cold and gray Chicago morning A poor little baby child was born In the ghetto And his mama cries 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghettoSo People, won't you understand The child needs a helping hand Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day Take a look at you and me Are we too blind to see Or do we simply turn our heads And look the other wayWell the world turns And a poor little boy with a runny nose Plays in the street while the cold wind blows In the ghettoAnd his hunger burns So he starts to roam the streets at night And he learns how to steal And he learns how to fight In the ghettoThen one night in desperation The young man breaks away He buys a gun and he steals a car Tries to run, but he doesn't get farAnd his mama cries As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man Face down on the street with a gun in his hand In the ghettoAnd as the young man dies On a cold and gray Chicago morning Another little baby child is born In the ghetto In the ghetto In the ghetto