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1. As the snow flies
   On a cold and grey Chicago morning
   A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto
   
   And his mamma cries
   'Cos if there's one thing that she don't need
   It is another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto

R: People dont you understand
   he's gonna grow to be an angry young man some day
   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

2. And the world turns
   And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
   Plays in the street as the cold wind blows in the ghetto
   So he starts to roam the streets at night
   And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto

*: Then one night in desperation the young man breaks away
   He tries to run but he don't get far

3. And his mamma cries
   As a crowd gathers round an angry young man
   Face down in the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto
   And as her young man dies
   On a cold and grey Chicago morning
   Another little baby child is born in the ghetto

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