In The Ghetto

Elvis Presley

^HAs the snow flies... On a ^D#m7cold and grey Chicago morning
A ^Epoor little baby ^F#7child is born in the ^Hghetto
And his ^Hmamma cries... 'Cos if t^D#m7here's one thing that she dont need
It's ^Eanother hungry mo^F#7uth to feed in the g^Hhetto
People dont you u^F#nderstand
The child needs a h^Eelping hAand
Or hDe'll gonna be an a^F#ngry young man some d^Hay
Take a look at y^F#ou and me
Are we too bl^Eind to s^Hee
Or d^Eo we simply t^D#murn our heads and l^C#mook the other ^F#7way
Well, the ^Hworld turns... And a ^D#m7hungry little boy with a runny nose
^EPlays in the street as the ^F#7cold wind blows in the ^Hghetto
And his ^Hhunger burns... So he ^D#m7starts to roam the streets at night
And he ^Elearns how to steal and he ^F#7learns how to fight in the g^Hhetto
Th^F#en one night in desperation the y^Eoung man breaks a^Hway
He b^Euys a gun, he s^D#m7teals a car,
He t^C#mries to run but he ^F#7dont get far
And his ^Hmamma cries... As a ^D#m7crowd gathers round an angry young man
Face ^Edown in the street with a ^F#7gun in his hand in the g^Hhetto
And as her ^Hyoung man dies... On a ^D#m7cold and grey Chicago morning
An^Eother little baby c^F#7hild is born in the gh^Hetto...

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A                         C#m7
As the snow flies... On a cold and grey Chicago morning
  D                E7                   A
A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto
        A                       C#m7
And his mamma cries... 'Cos if there's one thing that she dont need
     D                E7                  A
It's another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto
                 E
People dont you understand
                   D
The child needs a helping hAand
                       E                    A
Or hDe'll gonna be an angry young man some day
                E
Take a look at you and me
             D       A
Are we too blind to see
    D            C#m                Bm            E7
Or do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
          A                    C#m7
Well, the world turns... And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
D                          E7                     A
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows in the ghetto
        A                     C#m7
And his hunger burns... So he starts to roam the streets at night
       D                          E7                          A
And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto
  E                                D                A
Then one night in desperation the young man breaks away
    D              C#m7
He buys a gun, he steals a car,
    Bm                 E7
He tries to run but he dont get far
        A                   C#m7
And his mamma cries... As a crowd gathers round an angry young man
     D                         E7                      A
Face down in the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto
           A                      C#m7
And as her young man dies... On a cold and grey Chicago morning
  D                  E7                    A
Another little baby child is born in the ghetto...

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Datum vytvoření :2013-12-20T20:12:11.772+00:00

In The Ghetto

Elvis Presley

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