Nat Stuckey - In The Ghetto Lyrics

As the snow flies on a cold and gray Chicago morn

A poor little baby child is born in the Ghetto and his mama cries

Cause there's one thing that she don't need

Is another hungry mouth to feed in the Ghetto

People don't you understand child needs a helping hand

He'll grow to be an angry young man someday

Take a look at you and me are we too blind to see

Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way while the world turns



And a hungry little boy with a running nose

Plays in the streets as the cold wind blows in the Ghetto and his hunger burns

So he starts to roam the streets of night

And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight 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 gathers round and the angry young man

Paces down the street with a gun in his hand in the Ghetto and as her young man dies

On a cold and gray Chicago morn another little baby child is born in the Ghetto

People don't you understand...

(In the Ghetto in the Ghetto in the Ghetto in the Ghetto)