As the snow flies On a cold and gray chicago mornin’ A poor little baby child is born In the ghetto In the ghetto In the ghetto In the ghetto And his mama cries ’cause if there’s one thing that she don’t need It’s another little hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto In the ghetto In the ghetto In the ghetto Och people, don’t you understand The child needs a helping hand Or he’ll grow to be an angry little man some day A take a look at you and me Are we too blind to see Do we simply turn our heads And look the other way Well the world turns Well the world turns And it change to another day Well the world turns You can hear in many people praying For the men’s live cause he got no chance For the mother cry cause she got no faith For her children so let’s make a change Let’s turn it to a better place Where you don’t have to be afraid The world will be a partisan Let’s turn it to a better place Well the world turns And a hungry little boy with a runny nose Plays in the street as the cold wind blows In the ghetto In the ghetto In the ghetto In the ghetto And his hunger burns So he starts to roam the streets at night And he learns how to steal And he learns how to fight In the ghetto In the ghetto In the ghetto In the ghetto Och people, don’t you understand The child needs a helping hand Or he’ll grow to be an angry little man some day A take a look at you and me Are we too blind to see Do we simply turn our heads And look the other way Well the world turns Well the world turns And it change to another day Well the world turns You can hear in many people praying For the men’s live cause he got no chance For the mother cry cause she got no faith For her children so let’s make a change Let’s turn it to a better place Where you don’t have to be afraid The world will be a partisan Let’s turn it to a better place Well the world turns