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
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
it's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
Child born in the ghetto which mom will have a hard time tryin' to take care of.
People, don't you understand
the child needs a helping hand
or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
are we too blind to see,
do we simply turn our heads
and look the other way
Help the kid or he'll grow up to be an enemy. Do you just ignore him?
Well the world turns
and a hungry little boy with a runny nose
plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto
Most of you turn and he's hungry and sick.
and his hunger burns
so he starts to roam the streets at night
and he learns how to steal
and he learns how to fight
In the ghetto
the stage when he grows to be an enemy.
Then one night in desperation
a young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
The climax; he dies trying to get the heck out of the ghetto.
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
face down in the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
Crowd watches him dead
As her young man dies,
on a cold and grey Chicago mornin',
another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
As he dies another mom has a baby and the process starts all over again
Just my attempted interpertation. To shorten it up. I could be wrong I could be right.
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 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need it's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto
Child born in the ghetto which mom will have a hard time tryin' to take care of.
People, don't you understand the child needs a helping hand or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day Take a look at you and me, are we too blind to see, do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
Help the kid or he'll grow up to be an enemy. Do you just ignore him?
Well the world turns and a hungry little boy with a runny nose plays in the street as the cold wind blows In the ghetto
Most of you turn and he's hungry and sick.
and his hunger burns so he starts to roam the streets at night and he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight In the ghetto
the stage when he grows to be an enemy.
Then one night in desperation a young man breaks away He buys a gun, steals a car, tries to run, but he don't get far And his mama cries
The climax; he dies trying to get the heck out of the ghetto.
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man face down in the street with a gun in his hand In the ghetto
Crowd watches him dead
As her young man dies, on a cold and grey Chicago mornin', another little baby child is born In the ghetto And his mama cries
As he dies another mom has a baby and the process starts all over again
Just my attempted interpertation. To shorten it up. I could be wrong I could be right.