In The Ghetto

Elvis Presley

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As the snow flies

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On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'

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A poor little baby

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child was born

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In the ghetto

C

And his mama cries

Em

'cause if there's one thing that she don't need

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it's another hungry

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mouth to feed

C

In the ghetto

People, don't you

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understand

the child needs a

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helping

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hand

or

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he'll grow to be an

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angry young man some

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day

C

Take a look at

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you and me

are we too

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blind to

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see

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do we simply turn our

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heads

and

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look the other

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way

Well the

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world turns

Em

and a hungry little boy with a runny nose

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plays in the street as the

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cold wind blows

C

In the ghetto

C

And his hunger burns

Em

so he starts to roam the streets at night

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and he learns how to steal

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and he learns how to fight

C

In the ghetto

G

Then one night in desperation

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a young man breaks

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away

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He buys a gun,

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steals a car

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tries to run, but he

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don't get far

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And his mama cries

Em

As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man

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face down on the street with a

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gun in his hand

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In the ghetto

C

As her young man dies,

Em

on a cold and gray Chicago mornin'

F

another little baby

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child is born

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In the ghetto

C

And his mama cries.

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