Sidewalks of the Ghetto

On the sidewalks of the ghetto

Take it from someone who out to know

we play the games that children play

Nothing more

From the alleys of the ghetto

I took a boy who didn't love me and would play

all the games that children play

and a little more

In the darkness of the ghetto

My world came tumblin' down

and now I'm wearing

scarlet ribbons in my hair

inviting trouble everywhere

(Mister? have you got a dime?)

In the middle of the ghetto

there's a little church where people go

and even though they say that I'm forgiven

not many mean it

Back on the sidewalks of the ghetto

my nights just never seem to end

and no one takes the time to watch the children

playing games

On the sidewalks of the ghetto

On the sidewalks of the ghetto

On the sidewalks of the ghetto

Lyrics Submitted by Forest Spencer