Testo In The Ghetto - Mac Davis
Testo della canzone In The Ghetto (Mac Davis), tratta dall'album Song Painter
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
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
Or 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
And 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
And as her young man dies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
Another little baby child is born in the ghetto
And his mama cries
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Writer(s): Mac Davis
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