Lyrics In The Ghetto - Howard Carpendale
As
the
snow
flies,
on
a
cold
and
grey
Chicago
morning
a
poor
little
baby
child
is
born,
In
the
ghetto
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
In
the
ghetto
People
don't
you
understand,
The
child
needs
a
helping
hand
Or
he′ll
grow
up
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
And
the
world
turns
and
a
hungry
little
boy
With
a
running
nose
plays
in
the
street
where
the
cold
Wind
blows
In
the
ghetto.
In
the
ghetto
And
his
hunger
burns,
He
starts
to
roam
on
the
streets
at
night
He
learns
how
to
steal
And
he
learns
how
to
fight,
In
the
ghetto
In
the
ghetto
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
in
the
street
With
a
gun
in
his
hand
In
the
ghetto
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
In
the
ghetto
And
his
mama
cries
In
the
ghetto
1 The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Anymore
2 He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother
3 In The Ghetto
4 Yesterday
5 You're My World
6 Suspicious Minds
7 You´ve Lost That Lovin´ Feelin
8 (Sittin' On The) Dock Of The Bay
9 If I Only Had Time
10 Honey
11 I Can'T Help Myself
12 Green Green Grass Of Home
13 Ferry Cross the Mersey
14 Gentle on My Mind
15 Killing Me Softly With Her Song
16 The End of the World
17 When A Child Is Born
18 Ti Amo (Englische Version)
19 Stand By Me
20 Rock'N'Roll Medley
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