C As the snow flies Em On a cold and gray Chicago morn F G7 C A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto And his momma cries Em Cause if there's one thing that she don't need F G7 C It's another little hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto G7 F C People can't you understand the child needs a helping hand F G7 C He'll grow to be an angry young man someday G7 F C Take a look at you and me are we too blind to see F Em Dm G7 Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way C While the world turns Em A hungry little boy with a running nose F G7 C Plays in the streets as the cold wind blows in the ghetto And his hunger burns Em So he starts to roam the streets at night F G7 C And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto G7 F C And then one night in desperation the young man breaks away F Em Dm And he buys a gun and he steals a car tries to run but don't get far C And his momma cries Em As a crowd gathers round an angry young man F G7 C Paces down the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto And the young man dies Em On a cold and gray Chicago morn F G7 C Another little baby child is born in the Ghetto