In The Ghetto Natalie Merchant

( Mac Scott Davis Cover)

As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
Another 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

Oh, well People, don't you understand
The child needs a helping hand
O-or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Oh, people look at you and me
Are we too blind to see
Do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way

As the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays 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
Where he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto