Luyện nghe bài hát In The Ghetto

As the flies
On a cold and gray mornin'
A poor little child is born
In the (in the ghetto)

And his cries
'Cause if there's one thing that she need
another hungry mouth to feed
In the (in the ghetto)

People, don't you
The child needs a hand
Or he'll grow to be an young man some day?
a look at you and me
Are we too to see
Do we simply turn our heads, and look the other

Well, the world
And a hungry little boy with a runny
Plays in the street as the cold wind
In the (in the ghetto)

And his burns
So he starts to the streets at night
And he learns how to steal, and he learns how to
In the (in the ghetto)

one night in desperation
A young man away
He a gun, steals a car
to run, but he don't get far
And his cries

As a gathers 'round an angry young man
down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the (in the ghetto)

And as her man dies
On a cold and Chicago mornin'
Another little baby child is
In the (in the ghetto)

And his mama (in the ghetto)
(In the ghetto)
(Aah-aah)