Cranberries - In the ghetto

^G#As the snow flies. ^Gsus On a c^G#old and grey Chicago morn' ^Bbm a poor little bab^Esy child is born In the ^G#ghetto ^{Gsus G#}And his mother cries ^Gsus (in the ghetto) 'Cause if ^G#there's one thing that she don't need, it^Bbm's another hungry ^Esmouth to feed In the ^G#ghetto ^Gsus So people won't you u^Esnderstand the child needs a he^C#lping han^G#d Or he'll^C# grow to be an angr^Esy young man some day ^G# And take a look^Es at you and me Are we t^Bbmoo blind ^G#to see Or ^C#do we simply ^G# turn our heads and ^Bbmlook the other w^Esay While ^G#the world turns ^Gsus And a ^G#poor little boy with a runny nose pl^Bbmays in the streets While the ^Escold wind blows in the ^G#ghetto ^Gsus and his ^G#hunger burns ^Gsus So he ^G#starts to roam the streets at night and he l^Bbmearns how to steal And h^Ese learns how to fight in the ^G#ghetto ^Gsus And ^Esthen one night in desperation ^Bbmthe young man breaks^G# away He ^C#finds a gun and he ^G#steals a car and ^Bbmhe tries to run but ^Eshe doesn't get far And his^G# mother cries ^Gsus As a^G# crowd gathers 'round an angry young man face do^Bbmwn in the street With a^Es gun in his hand ^G# in th^Gsuse ghetto And this young ^G#man dies On a c^G#old and grey Chicago morn' ^Bbm another little bab^Esy child is born In the ^G#ghetto In the ^G#ghetto In the ^G#ghetto