G#
As the snow flies
Cm
On a cold and grey Chicago morning
C# D#
A poor little baby child is born
G#
In the ghetto
G#
And his mama cries
Cm
ʼCause if thereʼs one thing that she donʼt need
C# D#
Itʼs another hungry mouth to feed
G#
In the ghetto
D#
So people wonʼt you understand
C# G#
The child needs a helping hand
C# D# G#
Or heʼll grow to be an angry young man some day
D#
Take a look at you and me
C# G#
Are we too blind to see
C# Cm A#m D#
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
G#
Well the world turns
Cm
And a poor little boy with a runny nose
C# D#
Plays in the street where the cold wind blows
G#
In the ghetto
G#
And his hunger burns
Cm
So he starts to roam the streets at night
C# D#
And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight
G#
In the ghetto
D#
Then one night in desperation
C# G#
A young man breaks away
C# G#
He finds a gun, and he steals a car
C# D#
And he tries to run, but he doesnʼt get far
G#
And his mama cries
Cm
As a crowd gathers ʼround an angry young man
C# D#
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
G#
In the ghetto
G#
And as her young man dies
Cm
On a cold and grey Chicago morning
C# D#
Another little baby child is born
G#
In the ghetto
G#
In the ghetto
G#
In the ghetto.
