In The Ghetto
Elvis Presley
BAs the snow flies... On a Dm7cold and grey Chicago morning A D#poor little baby F7child is born in the Bghetto And his Bmamma cries... 'Cos if tDm7here's one thing that she dont need It's D#another hungry moF7uth to feed in the gBhetto People dont you uFnderstand The child needs a hD#elping hAand Or hDe'll gonna be an aFngry young man some dBay Take a look at yFou and me Are we too blD#ind to sBee Or dD#o we simply tDmurn our heads and lCmook the other F7way Well, the Bworld turns... And a Dm7hungry little boy with a runny nose D#Plays in the street as the F7cold wind blows in the Bghetto And his Bhunger burns... So he Dm7starts to roam the streets at night And he D#learns how to steal and he F7learns how to fight in the gBhetto ThFen one night in desperation the yD#oung man breaks aBway He bD#uys a gun, he sDm7teals a car, He tCmries to run but he F7dont get far And his Bmamma cries... As a Dm7crowd gathers round an angry young man Face D#down in the street with a F7gun in his hand in the gBhetto And as her Byoung man dies... On a Dm7cold and grey Chicago morning AnD#other little baby cF7hild is born in the ghBetto... |
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