In The Ghetto

	 
A * - Play the A with a hammer-on/pull-off (little finger on the 3rd fret of the B string to 
 mimic the riff)
[Strophe]
       A A * 
As the snow flies
     C#m 
On a cold and grey Chicago mornin'
  D                E 
A poor little baby child is born
       A A * 
In the ghetto
[Strophe]
       A A * 
And his mama cries
          C#m 
'cause if there's one thing that she
 don't need
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
     D              E 
It's another hungry mouth to feed
       A A * 
In the ghetto
[Refrain]
                 E 
People don't you understand
                  D       A 
The child needs a helping hand
   D                   E          
Or he'll grow to be an angry young
          A 
 man some day
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
               E 
Take a look at you and me,
           D        A 
Are we too blind to see
D            C#m                Bm  
Do we simply turn our heads and look
           E 
 the other way
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
[Strophe]
        A A * 
Well the world turns
     C#m 
And a hungry little boy with a runny
 nose
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
D                          E 
Plays in the street as the cold wind
 blows
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
       A A * 
In the ghetto
[Strophe]
       A A * 
And his hunger burns
        C#m 
so he starts to roam the streets at
 night
so he starts to roam the streets at night
       D                          
And he learns how to steal, and he
 E 
 learns how to fight
And he learns how to steal, and he learns how to fight
       A A * 
In the ghetto
[Pont]
E 
Then one night in desperation
D                  A 
A young man breaks away
D              C#m 
He buys a gun, steals a car,
Bm                    E 
Tries to run, but he don't get far
[Strophe]
        A A * 
And his mama cries
         C#m 
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry
 young man
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
     D                         E 
Face down on the street with a gun in
 his hand
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
       A A * 
In the ghetto
[Strophe]
       A A * 
As her young man dies,
         C#m 
On a cold and grey Chicago mornin'
D                   E 
Another little baby child is born
       A A * 
In the ghetto
        A A * 
And his mama cries...