Ronan Keating Lyrics
In The Ghetto
Written by Mac Davis
As the snow flies
On a cold, grey Chicago morning
A poor little boy child is born
In the ghetto
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
Is another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
In the ghetto
People don't you understand
A child needs a helping hand
He'll gonna be a young angry man someday
Take a look at you and me
Are we too blind to see?
Do we simply turn our heads
And look another way
While the world turns
And a hungry little boy with the runny nose
Lays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto
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
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 gathered round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
In the ghetto
As her young man dies (in the ghetto)
On a cold, grey Chicago morning
And another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
In the ghetto
In the ghetto