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Sammy Davis Jr.

In The Ghetto

 

In The Ghetto

(album: Something For Everyone - 1970)


As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago morning
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
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
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

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
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
As a crowd gathers 'round
An angry young man
Face down in the street
With a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
As her young man dies
On a cold and grey Chicago morning
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
In the ghetto
In the ghetto

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