In The Ghetto chords by Zora Young

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Verse 1
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Well, as a blues woman,
I've gotten the opportunity
to travel all around the world.
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An d I'm grateful for that.
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Europe, France, China, India,
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East and West,
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North and South, some big cities.
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But always hidden behind the curtain,
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there are some neighborhoods
where poverty
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And unemployment and violence, they rule
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Neighborhoods where it's not safe
for a child to be raised
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Here we call these places
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the ghettos
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You can travel all around the world
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The story's the same
As the snow flies
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On a cold  and grey Chicago morn
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Another little hungry mouth is born
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In a ghetto
And his mama cries
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Cause if there's one thing
that she don't need
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Another little hungry mouth
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to feed in a ghetto
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People don't you understand
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A child needs a helping hand
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He's gonna grow up
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to be an angry young man someday
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Take a look at me
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Are we too blind to see
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Do we simply turn our heads
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and look the other way?
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Will the world turn?
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A hungry little boy with a runny nose
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Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In a ghetto
And his hunger burns
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So he starts to roam the street at night
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Learns how to steal
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and he learns how to fight
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In the ghetto
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And then one night in desperation
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A young man breaks away
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He buys a gun, he  steals a car
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He  tries to run but he doesn't get far
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And  his mama cries
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And a crowd gathers
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round an angry young man
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Facedown in the street
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he got a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
And her young man died
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On a cold  and grey Chicago morning,
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another little baby child is born in ghetto
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Then one night in desperation,
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a  young man breaks away
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He buys a gun, he steals a car,
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tries to run but he don't get far
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And his mama cries
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A crowd gather round
an angry young man
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He face down in the street,
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he got a gun in his hand
In a ghetto
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Please save the children
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Oh, in the ghetto
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Save the children, save the children
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In the ghetto
All over the world
They got pain
Tell me, where we gonna run?
They can't always get enough
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
All out of hand
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It grieves my soul
It grieves, it grieves, it grieves
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Nobody seems to care
Everybody's turning their own back
Going their own way
The children are our future
in the ghetto
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The children have to bow,
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have to bow, have to bow
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In the ghetto
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Thank for watching!