In the Ghetto - Jamieson Shaw Remix

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 she don't need

It's another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto

People, don't you understand?

The child needs a helping hand

Or 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?

Well, the world turns

You never stood in that man's shoes

Or saw things through his eyes

Or stood and watched with helpless hands

While the heart inside you dies

So help your brother along the way

No matter where he starts

For the same God that made you

Made him too

These men with broken hearts

Well, the world turns

And a hungry little boy with a runny nose

Plays in the street as the cold wind blows in the ghetto

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 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 an angry young man face down in the street

With a gun in his hand in the ghetto

And as her young man dies

On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'

Another little baby child is born in the ghetto

And his mama cries

So help your brother along the way

No matter where he starts

For the same God that made you

Made him too

These men with broken hearts