Lyrics The Ghetto - Almond , Mark
Here
I
am,
standing
all
alone.
Seems
like
I′m
a
thousand
miles
from
home.
You
know
that
never
did
I
have
a
friend.
You
know
I
never
had
a
dollar
that
I
could
lend.
And
sometimes
I
get
down
on
my
knees
And
I
wonder
if
He
sees.
New
York
City
is
where
I'm
from.
Down
there
in
the
ghetto,
where
you
don′t
come.
Seems
like
my
life
has
passed
me
by.
And
you
tell
me,
tears
of
joy,
But
I
tell
you,
I
cry!
And
sometimes
I
get
down
on
my
knees
And
I
wonder
if
He
sees.
Don't
give
me
liquor
for
my
pain.
All
my
friends
they
never
came
back
again.
Nowhere
to
run,
there's
nowhere
to
hide.
Just
me
in
the
ghetto
with
you
looking
in
from
outside.
And
sometimes
I
get
down
on
my
knees
And
I
wonder
if
He
sees.
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