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As the snow flies
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On a cold and grey Chicago morning
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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
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In the ghetto
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So people won't you understand
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The child needs a helping hand
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Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
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Take a look at you and me
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Are we too blind to see
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Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
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Well the world turns
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And a poor little boy with a runny nose
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Plays in the street where the cold wind blows
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In the ghetto
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And his hunger burns
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So he starts to roam the streets at night
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And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight
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In the ghetto
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Then one night in desperation
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A young man breaks away
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He finds a gun, and he steals a car
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And he tries to run, but he doesn't get far
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And his mama cries
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As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
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Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
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In the ghetto
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And as her young man dies
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On a cold and grey Chicago morning
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Another little baby child is born
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In the ghetto
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In the ghetto
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In the ghetto.