In the Ghetto (with The Royal Philharmonic Orchestra) Chords
Tempo:
84.9 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
F
Dm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb]
As the snow flies, [C]
[Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago morning, [Eb] a poor little baby [F] child is born
in [Bb] the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
And his mama cries, [Dm] cause if there's one thing that she don't [Eb] need, it's another [F] hungry mouth to [Bb] feed.
In the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
People, [F] don't you understand, your child needs [Eb] a helping [Bb] hand.
[Eb] He'll grow to [F] be an angry young [Bb] man someday.
Take [F] a look at you and me, are we [Eb] too blind [Bb] to see?
[Eb] Do we simply [Dm] turn our heads [Cm] and look the [F] other way?
[Bb] Well, the world turns.
[Dm] And a hungry little boy with a runny [Eb] nose plays in the [F] street as the cold wind [Bb] blows
in the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
And his hunger burns.
[C] So [Dm] he starts to roam the streets at [Eb] night and he learns how to [Dm] steal and he learns how
to [Bb] fight in the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
[F] Then one night, in desperation, [Eb] the young [Bb] man breaks away.
[Eb] He buys a [Dm] gun, steals a [Cm] car, tries to [F] run, but he don't get far and [Bb] his mama cries.
[Dm] As the crowd gathers round, an angry young man [Eb] face down in the street with [F] a gun in
[Bb] his hand in the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
And as her young man dies.
In the ghetto.
[Dm] On a cold and gray Chicago morning, [Eb] another little baby [F] child is born in [Bb] the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
And his mama cries.
In the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
[Gm]
[Bb] In the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
As the snow flies, [C]
[Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago morning, [Eb] a poor little baby [F] child is born
in [Bb] the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
And his mama cries, [Dm] cause if there's one thing that she don't [Eb] need, it's another [F] hungry mouth to [Bb] feed.
In the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
People, [F] don't you understand, your child needs [Eb] a helping [Bb] hand.
[Eb] He'll grow to [F] be an angry young [Bb] man someday.
Take [F] a look at you and me, are we [Eb] too blind [Bb] to see?
[Eb] Do we simply [Dm] turn our heads [Cm] and look the [F] other way?
[Bb] Well, the world turns.
[Dm] And a hungry little boy with a runny [Eb] nose plays in the [F] street as the cold wind [Bb] blows
in the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
And his hunger burns.
[C] So [Dm] he starts to roam the streets at [Eb] night and he learns how to [Dm] steal and he learns how
to [Bb] fight in the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
[F] Then one night, in desperation, [Eb] the young [Bb] man breaks away.
[Eb] He buys a [Dm] gun, steals a [Cm] car, tries to [F] run, but he don't get far and [Bb] his mama cries.
[Dm] As the crowd gathers round, an angry young man [Eb] face down in the street with [F] a gun in
[Bb] his hand in the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
And as her young man dies.
In the ghetto.
[Dm] On a cold and gray Chicago morning, [Eb] another little baby [F] child is born in [Bb] the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
And his mama cries.
In the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
[Gm]
[Bb] In the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
In the ghetto.
Key:
Bb
Eb
F
Dm
C
Bb
Eb
F
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
As the snow flies, _ _ _ _ [C]
[Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago morning, [Eb] a poor little baby [F] child is born
in [Bb] the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
_ And his mama cries, _ _ _ _ [Dm] cause if there's one thing that she don't [Eb] need, it's another [F] hungry mouth to [Bb] feed.
In the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
People, [F] don't you understand, your child needs [Eb] a helping [Bb] hand.
[Eb] He'll grow to [F] be an angry young [Bb] man someday.
_ Take [F] a look at you and me, are we [Eb] too blind [Bb] to see?
[Eb] Do we simply [Dm] turn our heads [Cm] and look the [F] other way? _
[Bb] Well, the world turns. _ _
[Dm] And a hungry little boy with a runny [Eb] nose plays in the [F] street as the cold wind [Bb] blows
in the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
And his hunger burns.
_ _ _ [C] So [Dm] he starts to roam the streets at [Eb] night and he learns how to [Dm] steal and he learns how
to [Bb] fight in the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
_ [F] Then one night, in desperation, [Eb] the young [Bb] man breaks away.
[Eb] He buys a [Dm] gun, steals a [Cm] car, tries to [F] run, but he don't get far and [Bb] his mama cries. _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] As the crowd gathers round, an angry young man [Eb] face down in the street with [F] a gun in
[Bb] his hand in the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
_ And as her young man dies.
In the ghetto.
_ [Dm] On a cold and gray Chicago morning, [Eb] another little baby [F] child is born in [Bb] the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto. _
And his mama cries.
In the ghetto. _
_ _ _ In the ghetto.
_ [Gm] _
[Bb] _ _ _ In the ghetto. _ _
_ _ _ In the ghetto. _ _
_ _ _ In the ghetto. _ _ _
_ _ _ In the ghetto. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
As the snow flies, _ _ _ _ [C]
[Dm] on a cold and gray Chicago morning, [Eb] a poor little baby [F] child is born
in [Bb] the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
_ And his mama cries, _ _ _ _ [Dm] cause if there's one thing that she don't [Eb] need, it's another [F] hungry mouth to [Bb] feed.
In the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
People, [F] don't you understand, your child needs [Eb] a helping [Bb] hand.
[Eb] He'll grow to [F] be an angry young [Bb] man someday.
_ Take [F] a look at you and me, are we [Eb] too blind [Bb] to see?
[Eb] Do we simply [Dm] turn our heads [Cm] and look the [F] other way? _
[Bb] Well, the world turns. _ _
[Dm] And a hungry little boy with a runny [Eb] nose plays in the [F] street as the cold wind [Bb] blows
in the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
And his hunger burns.
_ _ _ [C] So [Dm] he starts to roam the streets at [Eb] night and he learns how to [Dm] steal and he learns how
to [Bb] fight in the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
_ [F] Then one night, in desperation, [Eb] the young [Bb] man breaks away.
[Eb] He buys a [Dm] gun, steals a [Cm] car, tries to [F] run, but he don't get far and [Bb] his mama cries. _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] As the crowd gathers round, an angry young man [Eb] face down in the street with [F] a gun in
[Bb] his hand in the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto.
_ And as her young man dies.
In the ghetto.
_ [Dm] On a cold and gray Chicago morning, [Eb] another little baby [F] child is born in [Bb] the ghetto.
_ In the ghetto. _
And his mama cries.
In the ghetto. _
_ _ _ In the ghetto.
_ [Gm] _
[Bb] _ _ _ In the ghetto. _ _
_ _ _ In the ghetto. _ _
_ _ _ In the ghetto. _ _ _
_ _ _ In the ghetto. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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