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[Intro]
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As the snow flies
[Verse 1]
G#m
On a cold and grey Chicago morn
AB7E
a poor little baby boy is born in the ghetto, and his momma cries
G#m
'Cos if there's one thing that she don't need
AB7E
It's another little hungry mouth to feed, in the ghetto
[Chorus 1]
B7AE
But people don't you understand, the child needs a helping hand
AB7E
Or you're gonna meet an angry young man some day
B7AE
Take a look at you and me, are we too blind to see
AG#mF#mB7E
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way, well the world turns
[Verse 2]
G#m
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
AB7E
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows in the ghetto, and his hunger burns
G#m
So he starts to roam the streets at night
AB7E
And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight, in the ghetto
[Chorus 2]
B7AE
Then one night in desperation, the young man breaks away
AG#m
He buys a gun, steals a car
F#mB7
He tries to run but he can't get far
E
And his momma cries
[Verse 3]
G#m
As the crowd gather round an angry young man
AB7E
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand, in the ghetto
And as her young man dies
[Chorus 3]
G#mAB7
On a cold and grey Chicago morn, another little baby boy is born
E
In the ghetto, and his momma cries, in the ghetto