In The Ghetto
Elvis Presley
GAs the snow flies... On a Hm7cold and grey Chicago morning A Cpoor little baby D7child is born in the Gghetto And his Gmamma cries... 'Cos if tHm7here's one thing that she dont need It's Canother hungry moD7uth to feed in the gGhetto People dont you uDnderstand The child needs a hCelping hAand Or hDe'll gonna be an aDngry young man some dGay Take a look at yDou and me Are we too blCind to sGee Or dCo we simply tHmurn our heads and lAmook the other D7way Well, the Gworld turns... And a Hm7hungry little boy with a runny nose CPlays in the street as the D7cold wind blows in the Gghetto And his Ghunger burns... So he Hm7starts to roam the streets at night And he Clearns how to steal and he D7learns how to fight in the gGhetto ThDen one night in desperation the yCoung man breaks aGway He bCuys a gun, he sHm7teals a car, He tAmries to run but he D7dont get far And his Gmamma cries... As a Hm7crowd gathers round an angry young man Face Cdown in the street with a D7gun in his hand in the gGhetto And as her Gyoung man dies... On a Hm7cold and grey Chicago morning AnCother little baby cD7hild is born in the ghGetto... |
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