Elvis Presley - In the Ghetto
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C As the snow flies Em On a cold and gray chicago mornin F G A poor little baby child is born C In the ghetto C And his mama cries Em cause if theres one thing that she dont need F G Its another hungry mouth to feed C In the ghetto G People, dont you understand F C The child needs a helping hand F G C Or hell grow to be an angry young man some day C G Take a look at you and me, F C Are we too blind to see, F Em Do we simply turn our heads F G And look the other way C Well the world turns Em And a hungry little boy with a runny nose F G Plays in the street as the cold wind blows C In the ghetto |
C And his hunger burns Em So he starts to roam the streets at night F And he learns how to steal G And he learns how to fight C In the ghetto G Then one night in desperation F C A young man breaks away F Em He buys a gun, steals a car, F G Tries to run, but he dont get far C And his mama cries Em As a crowd gathers round an angry young man F G Face down on the street with a gun in his hand C In the ghetto C As her young man dies, Em On a cold and gray chicago mornin, F G Another little baby child is born C In the ghetto |