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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
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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 you simply turn our heads and look the other way
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well the world turns
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And a hungry little boy 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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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 the 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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On a cold and grey Chicago mornin' another little baby child is born
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in the ghetto, and his mama cries, in the ghetto
