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Howard Carpendale - In The Ghetto lyrics

Artist: Howard Carpendale

album: Rock 'n' Roll & Elvis - Ein Tribut An Elvis Presley


As the snow flies, on a cold and grey
Chicago morning a poor little baby child is born,
In the ghetto
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 ghetto
In the ghetto
People don't you understand,
The child needs a helping hand
Or he'll grow up an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see
Do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way
And the world turns and a hungry little boy
With a running nose plays in the street where the cold
Wind blows
In the ghetto.
In the ghetto
And his hunger burns,
He starts to roam on the streets at night
He learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight,
In the ghetto
In the ghetto
Then one night in desperation
The young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
Tries to run but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers round
An angry young man face down in the street
With a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
In the ghetto
And as her young man dies,
On a cold and grey Chicago morning
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
In the ghetto

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