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.