G
D
Em
C
Those who wish to follow me (my ghetto gospel)
D
G
I welcome with my hands
Em
G
C
G
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
C
G
And peace to this young warrior
C
D
without the sound of guns
Em
G
C
If I could recollect before my hood days
D
Em
I sit and reminisce
G
C
B7
Thinking of bliss and the good days
Em
G
C
I stop and stare at the younger
D
Em
My heart goes to em
G
C
B7
They tested with stress that they under
Em
G
C
And nowadays things change
D
Em
Everyone's ashamed of the youth
G
C
B7
'cause the truth look, strange
Em
G
C
And for me it's reversed
D
Em
We left em a world that's cursed
G
C
B7
And it hurts
Em
G
C
'Cause any day they'll push the button
D
Em
And all come in
G
C
B7
like Malcolm X or Bobby Hutton died for nothing
Em
G
C
Don't it make you get teary
D
Em
The world looks dreary
G
C
B7
When you wipe your eyes see it clearly
Em
G
C
There's no need for you to fear me
D
Em
If you take your time and hear me
G
C
B7
Maybe you can learn to cheer me
Em
G
C
It ain't about black or white
D
Em
'cause we human
G
C
B7
I hope we see the light before it's ruined, my ghetto gospel
G
D
Em
C
Those who wish to follow me (my ghetto gospel)
D
G
I welcome with my hands
Em
G
C
G
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
C
G
And peace to this young warrior
C
D
without the sound of guns
Em
G
C
D
Em
G
C
B7
Tell me do you see that old lady
Ain't it sad
G
D
Em
C
Those who wish to follow me (my ghetto gospel)
D
G
I welcome with my hands
Em
G
C
G
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
C
G
And peace to this young warrior
C
D
without the sound of guns
Em
G
C
D
Em
G
C
B7
N.C.
Lord can you hear me speak