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		As the snow flies.
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		On a cold and grey Chicago morn'   another liitle baby child is born
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		In the ghetto
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		And his mother cries  ( in the ghetto )
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		'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need, it's another little hungry
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		mouth to feed      In the ghetto
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		Now 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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		Or do we just   turn our heads   and look the other way
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		as the world turns
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		and a hungry little child with a runny nose  plays in the streets
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		as the cold wind blows    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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		And 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 mother cries
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		As a crowd gathers 'round   an angry young man    face down in the street
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		with a gun in his hand
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		as her young man dies
		      Amaj7                         Bm                 E
		on a cold and grey Chicago morn'   another little baby child is born
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		In the ghetto
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		And his mama cries