ALL MY LOVING

Kjell Olavs Sanghefte
In The Ghetto
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As the snow flies
Em7
On a cold and gray chicago mornin
F G7 C
A poor little baby child is born In the ghetto
And his mama cries
cause if theres one thing that she dont need
Its another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
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People, dont you understand
F C
The child needs a helping hand
F G7 C F C F
Or he’ll grow to be an angry young man some day
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Take a look at you and me, Are we too blind to see,
F Em Dm G7
Or Do we simply turn our heads And look the other way
C F C F C
Well the world turns
Em
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
F G7 C
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows In the ghetto
And his hunger burns
Em
So he starts to roam the streets at night
F G7
And he learns how to steal And he learns how to fight
C
In the ghetto
G
Then one night in desperation
F C
A young man breaks away
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He buys a gun, steals a car, Tries to run, but he don’t get far
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And his mama cries
Em
As a crowd gathers round an angry young man
F G7
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
C
In the ghetto
As her young man dies,
Em F G7
On a cold and gray chicago mornin, Another little baby child is born
C
In the ghetto
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