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As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born In the ghetto
And his mama cries because if there's one
thing that she don't need it's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto
People, don't you understand this child needs a helping hand or he'll grow to
be an angry young man some day
now take a look at you and me, are we too blind to see,
or do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
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 on the street
with a gun in his hand In the ghetto
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born In the ghetto
And his mama cries because if there's one
thing that she don't need it's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto
People, don't you understand this child needs a helping hand or he'll grow to
be an angry young man some day
now take a look at you and me, are we too blind to see,
or do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
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 on the street
with a gun in his hand In the ghetto
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