"Ghetto Child" as written by Don Robey and Johnny Copeland....
Little girl standin' on the corner
Somebody, please won't you lend a hand?
I'm just the ghetto child
In this so-called, in this so-called free land

Somebody, somebody somewhere
Somebody, please won't you give a dime?
My mother, she's sick in the bed almost dying
And I ain't seen, I ain't seen my daddy in a long time

Now this is the part that move me so much right here
She said, "I know, I know I oughta be in school
But I went to school one mornin' and the teacher, she told
When you come back, child, have on some shoes"

I'm just the ghetto child
Somebody, please, please help the ghetto child
I'm just the ghetto child
In this so-called, in this so-called free land



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"Ghetto Child" as written by Deadric Malone Johnny Copeland

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