Luyện nghe bài hát In The Ghetto

As the snow
On a and gray Chicago mornin'
A little baby child is born
In the (in the ghetto)

And his cries
'Cause if there's one that she don't need
It's another mouth to feed
In the (in the ghetto)

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

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

And his burns
So he starts to roam the 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 breaks
He a gun, steals a car
to run, but he don't get far
And his mama

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

And as her young man
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)