This is the first time ive tabbed anything but it should be spot on have fun
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A, Asus4, A, Asus4
A, Asus4, A, Asus4
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 an-other hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
People, don't you understand
The child needs a heeee-lping hand
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too bliiiiind to see,
Do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way
A Asus4, A, Asus4
Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
A Asus4, A, Asus4
In the ghetto
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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
A Asus4, A, Asus4
In the ghetto
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
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And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
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In the ghetto
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As her young man dies,
On a cold and gray chicago mornin',
An-other little baby child is born
A Asus4, A, Asus4
In the ghetto