Elvis Presley "In the Ghetto" lyrics

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In the Ghetto

As the snow fliesOn a cold and gray Chicago mornin'A poor little baby child is bornIn the ghettoAnd his mama cries'Cause if there's one thing that she don't needIt's another hungry mouth to feedIn the ghetto

People, don't you understand?The child needs a helping handOr he'll grow to be an angry young man some dayTake a look at you and meAre we too blind to see?Do we simply turn our headsAnd look the other way?

Well, the world turnsAnd a hungry little boy with a runny nosePlays in the street as the cold wind blowsIn the ghetto

And his hunger burnsSo he starts to roam the streets at nightAnd he learns how to stealAnd he learns how to fightIn the ghetto

Then one night, in desperationThe young man breaks awayHe buys a gun, steals a carTries to run, but he don't get farAnd his mama cries

As a crowd gathers 'round, an angry young manFace down on the street with a gun in his handIn the ghetto

As her young man diesOn a cold and gray Chicago mornin'Another little baby child is bornIn the ghettoAnd his mama cries

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