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As the snow flies.
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On a cold and grey Chicago mornin' a poor little baby child is born
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In the ghetto
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And his mama cries ( in the ghetto )
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'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need,
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It's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto
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People don't you understand The child needs a helping hand
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Or he'll grow up to be an angry young man some day
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Take a look at you and me Are we too blind to see
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Do we just turn our heads and look the other way
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Well the world turns
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And a hungry little child with a runny nose plays in the street
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As the cold wind blows In the ghetto And his hunger burns
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And his hunger burns
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So he starts to roam the streets at night and he learns how to steal
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And he learns how to fight In the ghetto
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Then one night in desperation A young man breaks away
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He buys a gun steals a car tries to run but he don't get far
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And his mama cries
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As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man face down on the street
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With a gun in his hand In the ghetto
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As her young man dies
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An a cold and grey Chicago mornin' another little baby child is born
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In the ghetto