In The Ghetto(Live On "Top Of The Pops") - Ronan Keating

作词：Mac Davis

作曲：Mac Davis

As the snow flies

On a cold and grey Chicago morn

A poor little baby child is born

in the ghetto

In the ghetto

And his mama cries

'Cause there's one thing that

she don't need

Is another hungry mouth

to feed in the ghetto

In the ghetto

people don't you understand

This child needs a helping hand

He's gonna be an angry

young man some day

Take a look at you and me

we to blind to see

Do we simply turn our heads and

look the other way

And the world turns

And the hungry little boy with

the runny nose

Plays in the streets as the cold

wind blows in the ghetto

In the ghetto

And his hunger burns

and he starts to roam the streets at night

And he learns how to steal and

He learns how to fight in the ghetto

In the ghetto

Then one night in desperation

The young man breaks away

He buys a gun and steals a car

He tries to run but he don't get far

And his mama cries

A crowd gathers round an

angry young man

Face down in the street

With a gun in his hand in the ghetto

In the ghetto

As the young man has

In the ghetto

On a cold and grey Chicago morn

Another little baby child is

born in the ghetto

In the ghetto

And dear mother cry

In the ghetto

In the ghetto