In The Ghetto
Elvis Presley
FAs the snow flies... On a Am7cold and grey Chicago morning A Bpoor little baby C7child is born in the Fghetto And his Fmamma cries... 'Cos if tAm7here's one thing that she dont need It's Banother hungry moC7uth to feed in the gFhetto People dont you uCnderstand The child needs a hBelping hAand Or hDe'll gonna be an aCngry young man some dFay Take a look at yCou and me Are we too blBind to sFee Or dBo we simply tAmurn our heads and lGmook the other C7way Well, the Fworld turns... And a Am7hungry little boy with a runny nose BPlays in the street as the C7cold wind blows in the Fghetto And his Fhunger burns... So he Am7starts to roam the streets at night And he Blearns how to steal and he C7learns how to fight in the gFhetto ThCen one night in desperation the yBoung man breaks aFway He bBuys a gun, he sAm7teals a car, He tGmries to run but he C7dont get far And his Fmamma cries... As a Am7crowd gathers round an angry young man Face Bdown in the street with a C7gun in his hand in the gFhetto And as her Fyoung man dies... On a Am7cold and grey Chicago morning AnBother little baby cC7hild is born in the ghFetto... |
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