What's the matter here

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That young boy without a name  anywhere I'd know his face.   
In this city the kid's my favorite.  
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I've seen him. I see him  every day.   
Seen him run outside looking for a place to hide from his father,  
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the kid half naked and said to myself "O, what's the matter here?"   
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I'm tired of the excuses everbody uses, he's their kid I stay out of it,   
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but who gave you the right to do this?   
  
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We live on Morgan Street;   
just ten feet between and his mother, I never see her,   
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but her screams and cussing, I hear them every day.  
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Threats like: "If you don't mind I will beat on your behind,"   
"Slap you, slap you silly."   
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made me say, "O, what's the matter here?"   
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I'm tired of the excuses everybody uses, he's your kid, do as you see fit,  
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but get this through that I don't approve of what you did to you own flesh  
      A  
and blood.   
  
  
Solo over chords just like intro. A D E  
  
D            E           A                    D          E       A  
I'm tired of the excuses everybody uses, he's your kid, do as you see fit,  
      D            E       A                           D          E        
but get this through that I don't approve of what you did to you own flesh  
      A  
and blood.   
  
  
A             D         
"If you don't sit on this chair straight   
I'll take this belt from around my waist and don't think that I won't use it!"   
  
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Answer me and take your time,   
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what could be the awful crime he could do at such young an age?   
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If I'm the only witness to your madness offer me some words to balance out   
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what I see and what I hear.   
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All these cold and rude things that you do I suppose you do because he   
            A  
belongs to you   
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and instead of love, the feel of warmth you've given him these cuts and    
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sores won't heal with time or age.   
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I want to say, want to say "What's the Matter here?"   
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But I don't dare say.  
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"What's the Matter here?"  
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But I don't dare say. Say  
  
  
*Listen to the song and use A7 E7 D7 Dsus2, it?s easy to figure out.