As the snow fell, on a cold and grey Chicago dawn a poor little baby child is born In the ghetto (White ghettos) And his mother cried If there's one thing that she don't need it's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghettos (White ghettos) People don't you understand? A child needs a helping hand He'll grow to be an angry young man some day Take a look at you and me, are we too blind to see? Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way, as the world turns? And a hungry young boy with a runny nose plays out in the street as a cold wind blows In the ghettos (White ghettos) Just black and white So he has to roam the street at night and he learns White Pride and he learns how to fight In the ghettos (White ghettos) And then one night in desperation, the young man breaks away He buys a gun and drives his car, he orders his life but he dot get far, and his mother cries As a crowds gathers 'round an angry young man, face down in the street with a gun in his hand In the ghetto (White ghettos) As the young man dies On a cold and grey Chicago dawn, well another baby child is born In the ghettos (White ghettos) And his mother cries White Pride And his mother cries White Pride