What's the matter here

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