In The Ghetto

Elvis Presley

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  S1:
  As the snow flies  

  On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' a poor little baby child is born 

  In the ghetto (In the ghetto)  

  And his mama cries  

  'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need, it is another hungry mouth to feed 

  In the ghetto (In the ghetto)
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  B1:
  People, don't you understand the child needs a helping hand 

  Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day 

  Take a look at you and me, are we too blind to see 

  Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
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  S2:
  Well, the world turns  

  And a hungry little boy with a runny nose plays in the street as the cold wind blows 

  In the ghetto (In the ghetto)  

  And his hunger burns  

  So he starts to roam the streets at night and he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight 

  In the ghetto (In the ghetto)
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  B1:
  Then one night in desperation the young man breaks away 

  He buys a gun, steals a car, tries to run, but he don't get far
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  S3:
  And his mama cries  

  As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man, face down on the street with a gun in his hand 

  In the ghetto (In the ghetto)  

  And as her young man dies (In the ghetto)  

  On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' another little baby child is born 

  In the ghetto (In the ghetto)  

  And his mama cries (In the ghetto)  

  (In the ghetto)  

  (In the ghetto)