Luyện nghe bài hát In The Ghetto

As the snow flies on a cold and gray Chicago
A poor little baby child is born in the Ghetto and his cries
Cause there's one thing that she need
Is another hungry mouth to feed in the
People don't you understand needs a helping hand
He'll grow to be an angry man someday
Take a look at you and me are we too to see
Do we simply turn our heads and the other way while the world turns

And a little boy with a running nose
Plays in the streets as the cold wind blows in the and his hunger burns
So he starts to the streets of night
And he how to steal and he learns how to fight in the Ghetto
Then one night in desperation the man breaks away
He a gun steals a car tries to run but he don't get far and his mama cries
As a crowd gathers round and the angry man
Paces down the street a gun in his hand in the Ghetto and as her young man dies
On a and gray Chicago morn another little baby child is born in the Ghetto
don't you understand...
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