Preferred Band/Artist: The Soil
Opening chorus:
As we rise in pride
Shedding painful tears
For those we lose along the way
Ghetto dreams never die
They never fade away
See the child
On the street
With no winter coat
On the floor lies his hat
In his soul a joyful song
No guitar to strum along
Something sweet in his voice
Calls to brighter days
Chorus:
As we rise in pride
Shedding painful tears
For those we lose along the way
Ghetto dreams never die
They never fade away
See the child
Don't pass him by
If you can spare a coin
And drop it in his hat
Let his smile melt your frown
Listen to his joyful song
No guitar to strum along
Something sweet in his voice
Calls to brighter days
Repeat chorus till fade
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