IN THE GHETTO
この曲の歌詞
As the snow flies
On a cold and grey
Chicago morning
A poor little baby
child is born In the ghetto
And his mama cries
'Cos if there's one
thing she don't need
Is 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
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
around 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 grey
Chicago morning
Another little baby
child is born In the ghetto
And his mama cries
楽曲情報
ARTIST PICKUP
この歌手のおすすめ


CONTENTS
この曲を楽しむ
"IN THE GHETTO"のカラオケ配信情報
"IN THE GHETTO"の
関連動画
- 「該当データがありません」
"IN THE GHETTO"の
#うたスキ動画
- 「該当データがありません」












