(chorus)
on a cold and grey chicago morn'
a poor little baby child is born - in the ghetto
on a cold and grey chicago morn'
a poor little baby child is born - in the ghetto
(verse 1)
this a ghetto man talk hear the ghetto man sing
down in a the ghetto where the youth suffering
ghetto man talk hear the ghetto man sing
down in a the ghetto them no win
the youth them down a ghetto a suffer
every morning have fe get up and raise a dollar
have fe fight fe survive them wan fe prosper
me want the ghetto youth them a mon fe stand up higher
tell me what you really never know
the youth them just a cry down in a the ghetto
with no place to live and with no place to go
you no see how them suffer down in a kosovo
(repeat chorus)
(verse 2)
this a ghetto man talk hear the ghetto man sing
give all the ghetto youth them the blessing
ghetto man talk hear the ghetto man sing
bring all the youth out a sin
living ina the ghetto it no fun
the youth wan fe carry fe them knife and gun
the drugs them a push but we no wan none
have fe clean up the ghetto fe we daughter and son
me no wan see the youth cry
like ina calcutta and down a mumbai
ca all them a struggle and a try them a try
but what them a go do a when the well run dry
(chorus)
on a cold and grey chicago morn'
a poor little baby child is born - in the ghetto
and his mama cries - if there's one thing that she don't need
?its another little hungry mouth to feed - in the ghetto
on a cold and grey chicago morn' another little baby child is born - in the ghetto
and his mama cries - in the ghetto - and his mama cries - in the ghetto