In The Ghetto
CANDI STATON Lyrics


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As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago morn
A poor little baby child is born
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)

People, don't you understand
The child needs a helping hand
Or he'll grow to be an
Angry young man some day

Take a look at you and me
Are we too blind to see
Or do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way

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)
And his hunger burns

So he starts to
Roam the street at night
He learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto (in the ghetto)

And then one night in desperation
A young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car
Tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries

As a crowd gathers round
An angry young man
Face down in the street
With a gun in his hand
In the ghetto (in the ghetto)

And as her young man dies
On a cold and grey Chicago morn
Another little baby child is born




In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
And his mama cries (in the ghetto)

Overall Meaning

Candi Staton's song "In The Ghetto" is a poignant commentary on the vicious cycle of poverty and violence in inner-city neighborhoods. The opening verse sets the scene of a cold, gray Chicago morning where a "poor little baby child" is born in the ghetto. The mother's tears speak to the bleakest of circumstances - the reality that another hungry mouth to feed will be a struggle to bear. The chorus breaks into a plea to comprehend the child's plight and how that child's life will be shaped by his environment. If the child is not given a "helping hand," he is likely to grow up an "angry young man." The song implies that it is our responsibility as a society to provide that helping hand and break the cycle of poverty and violence.


The second verse describes the daily life of a hungry little boy with a runny nose playing in the streets while the cold wind blows. The hunger burns and robs the boy of his childhood innocence, as he learns how to steal and fight to survive. The desperation of his reality leads him to break away, buying a gun, stealing a car, and attempting to run. In the end, the story comes full circle, as another baby is born in the ghetto, while a young man with a gun lays face down in the street dying.


"In The Ghetto" was written by Mac Davis and first recorded by Elvis Presley in 1969. While the Elvis version was well received, Candi Staton's version, which was recorded in 1972, resonated even more deeply with audiences. The song was a top ten hit on both the R&B and Pop charts in the US and reached number 2 in the UK. It has been covered by numerous artists over the years, including Dolly Parton, Nick Cave, and Eric Cartman from South Park. In 1993, Lisa Marie Presley recorded a duet with her late father Elvis on the song, which was released as a posthumous single.


Line by Line Meaning

As the snow flies
As the snow is falling from the sky


On a cold and gray Chicago morn
On a cold and gray morning in Chicago


A poor little baby child is born
A poor and helpless newborn comes into the world


In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
In the poorest and roughest neighborhood


And his mama cries
The newborn's mother cries because of the harsh reality


'Cause if there's one thing
Because there is one thing


That she don't need
That she does not require or want


It's another little
It is another small and helpless


Hungry mouth to feed
Mouth that needs food and sustenance for survival


In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
In the unsavory circumstances of the neighborhood


People, don't you understand
People, can't you realize


The child needs a helping hand
The child requires some assistance and support


Or he'll grow to be an
Or else he will become


Angry young man some day
A frustrated and bitter young adult in the future


Take a look at you and me
Let's examine ourselves


Are we too blind to see
Are we incapable of noticing


Or do we simply turn our heads
Or do we just look away


And look the other way
And overlook the problem


Well, the world turns
Well, the world keeps moving


And a hungry little boy
And a famished young boy


With a runny nose
With a nose that is dripping


Plays in the street
Plays on the road


As the cold wind blows
When the chilly breeze comes along


In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
In the unsafe and impoverished slum area


And his hunger burns
And his insatiable craving for food continues


So he starts to
Therefore, he begins to


Roam the street at night
Walk through the street during nighttime


He learns how to steal
He figures out how to thieve


And he learns how to fight
And he comprehends how to brawl


In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
In the distressing and low-income part of the city


And then one night in desperation
And then one night, because of hopelessness


A young man breaks away
A young person runs away


He buys a gun, steals a car
He purchases a firearm, takes a vehicle unlawfully


Tries to run, but he don't get far
Attempts to escape, but he does not succeed


And his mama cries
And his mother weeps


As a crowd gathers round
As a group of people encircles the scene


An angry young man
A furious and resentful juvenile


Face down in the street
Lying with his face on the pavement


With a gun in his hand
Holding a firearm in his hand


In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
In the run-down and dangerous district


And as her young man dies
And as the young man perishes


On a cold and grey Chicago morn
On a cold and gray morning in Chicago


Another little baby child is born
Another small and vulnerable infant comes into existence


In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
In the rundown and deprived part of the city


And his mama cries (in the ghetto)
And his mother weeps in despair in the ghetto




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Terinia reid


on It's the Anointing

I love this song

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